I just finished writing my fourth novel. It was tough-going
at first. I had the story laid out in my head but couldn't seem to get a handle
on how to proceed. I Want to Go Home is about a middle-class
family living in James City County, Virginia, a family that eventually ends up
homeless. I knew I wanted Abby, the teenager of the Jordan family, to be the
protagonist, but I couldn't decide whether to express the narrative from her
teenage perspective or as a memoir, told by the adult Abby. As always, my
critique group helped me decide the best approach, and soon the words began to
flow.
Something funny happened, too. The group members became so invested in my characters that they kept trying to rescue my family. I was trying to create tension by introducing hardships to make the Jordans homeless—that was the premise, after all. But my fellow writers were so empathetic that they kept suggesting resources and strategies to prevent homelessness. At every meeting there was another idea as to how I could save the Jordans from their plight.
After a few weeks of these rescue efforts, I had to put my foot
down (metaphorically, of course). "Listen," I said. "I know you
want to help this family. You can't bear to have them lose their house and most
of their possessions. It's painful when the father dies, leaving insurmountable
medical bills. It's sad when they're forced to live in a tiny, smelly motel
room. It’s heart-breaking to follow the mother’s descent into alcoholism. It's
even harder to let Abby make bad decisions that lead to her and her little
brothers living in their car, and traveling to Washington, D.C. only to find no
shelters available. I appreciate how much you care about them, but you need to
let them fail so the journey can begin."
Once I promised my colleagues a happy ending, they relaxed and
allowed the story to unfold. Yes, it's a journey of pain and struggle—an
engaging plot needs tension—but it ends in triumph with a lot of discovery,
love, and growth along the way.
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