CT: The Stories We Tell

So in the last year, Cait and I have been trying to really embrace our identity as Writers. With the capital W and everything. It seems like every day we're edging closer and closer to making writing our full-time jobs, so our brains are trying to catch up to that and see ourselves as actual writers, not "aspiring writers" or "someday writers". That might all sound a little silly, but I think it's been an important part of the process for us. Maybe kind of a "fake it 'til you make it" situation, but I do believe that success is at least partly believing that it's all possible.

At any rate, I've been doing a lot of thinking lately about the kind of stories Cait and I tell. And really, the kinds of stories that we've always told.

Most of our work has three things in common:

Female Characters (of the interesting, sassy, troubled, smart, etc. variety)
Nature (in whatever form we can find it)
An element of fantasy, sci-fi, magical realism

So as I've been thinking about who we are as writers, I remembered some of the earliest stories I wrote as a kid. A brother and sister discover that the gate at the back of their grandmother's yard leads to a fantasy world. A young Cherokee girl starts having prophetic dreams about the future of her tribe.

Caitlin remembers writing a story in school about a cop who's sent to investigate something weird in the woods, and then he's eaten by a monster.

I think it's super interesting, considering it's not unusual to hear these days when we're pitching a new project to each other is, "Okay, so there's this UFO..."

Maybe we just are who we are, and we make the kind of art now that we've always really wanted to make? Either way, we're excited to tell some interesting new stories in the next few months.

Hope y'all are having a weird and wonderful weekend,
CT

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