The story I usually tell about
the origins of Send Me A Sign is that I started writing it in the middle of a
date with my husband (St.Matt). That this idea of a super-superstitious
character jumped in my head and I was captivated and needed to stop everything
and write it down.
This is true, but…
Stories don’t typically come from
just one place. At least my stories
don’t. So I’ve gone back into my writer’s notebooks and found the first two
pieces of SEND ME A SIGN that I wrote.
[Sidenote: um, I just want to say
that the fact that I’m sharing my roughest of rough, very first flash drafts is
TERRIFYING]
This goes on for another couple
of pages. Those of you who have read SEND ME A SIGN will recognize the bones of
chapter two in there. This is Mia and Gyver before
they were named Mia and Gyver. Before I knew what the song would be, before I
knew what Mia’s secret would be.
Which isn’t to say that I hadn’t
already created Mia…
This is a page from another
notebook. This one’s dated 6/29 – six months before the Distracted Date Night
above. It’s a writing exercise I completed in a few minutes while meeting with
my writing group. (Um, again, totally unrevised roughest of first draft
disclaimers… excuse me as I cringe at the typos… Really, Tiffany? Passed vs.
past?)
At the top it says: “Teenage girl
who discovers she has a disease—1st day of school” – this was the
prompt Jonathan Maberry had challenged me with… little did he or I know the end
result!
You’ll notice that BOTH these
notebook scenes are written in third person. I was shocked to see this – I very
rarely play with third and I don’t remember a time when Send Me A Sign wasn’t
written from inside Mia’s head.
The other thing that surprised me
was that after all of the revisions and re-writes ANY of these lines made the
final novel. Yet, look at this piece from page eight:
Or compare this date-night scrawl
….with the final version on page
ten.
When I wrote in each of these
notebooks I had no idea that I would connect the two ideas. I couldn’t have imagined that a few years and
more than a few revisions later, I’d be holding a book that started with those
pen strokes.
Just like I had no idea that the
first scene of my second book, BRIGHT BEFORE SURISE, would be scrawled in a
notebook on a train back from a day trip to New York.
Each novel has a different
starting place… this one is Mia’s. The rest of her story can be found in the
384 pages between those pretty blue covers. I hope you enjoy them!
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Rock on Tiffany!
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