Visiting my website, I’m sure you can tell that I started writing far past my young self, but that doesn’t mean I don’t revel in memories, or regret some of the decisions I made back then. And because I can look back from a distance, my hope is to reflect those emotions and experiences in my works of fiction and my blogs to you in an introspective, reflective, and sometimes humorous way.
You and I have had positive and negative experiences, just like everyone else. And, I get that the teenage years can be difficult. It's for young women I wrote my novel, Victorian Town.
I wanted to capture the essence of what defines a true friendship ... and what might destroy it.
I recently attended a seminar where the speaker, a professional literary agent, volunteered to read and give feedback on outlines of novels. When he came to mine, as he stood at the front of the room behind a podium, I felt pretty certain he was going to understand the tension I tried to convey between my two main characters, Abby and Jess, at the thought of losing one another forever over another person. I thought he would grasp how important a best friend is and how strong that connection is with its many facets: leaning on one another, sharing secrets, knowing each other’s thoughts completely, loyalty and love.
But he didn’t.
He told me that a young woman would easily choose a guy she liked over her best friend, even if it meant losing her best friend.
A few of the women in the audience shook their heads in disagreement. I knew I had touched on something. Our best friends are our anchors and we do not leave them lightly, even if we are vulnerable and lack strength of conviction. The bond of a best friend and the feelings we share can never really disappear. We can be shattered by the loss of a best friend who has cast us aside for the sake of a romantic interest or friend, and the hurt of that happening will never be forgotten.