Thursday, December 6, 2007
Pure White Snow
The first real snow of winter, and it ends up being something like 4 inches. Beautiful!
I love when everything is coated with white, and I don't like it when the deer and dogs run through the yard, messing up the perfect covering. Snow gives the world such an innocent look as it covers up the dead brown bushes, the dirt, the trash, the sidewalk cracks, and more.
It makes me think about those who assume "inspirational"/Christian fiction is boring because of its coating of innocence.
Someone recently asked one of our authors how her heroine got pregnant. Umm, I assume the questioner had high school biology. Would the reader ask how the heroine emptied her bladder every day or even how she got a clean dress to wear for Sunday? Some of the nitty gritty of life just isn't necessary to spell out in a story.
Now I'm all for realism. Give me realistic descriptions of setting. Don't sugar coat historical facts for me. Let me feel emotion that has life and breath in it. But when it gets down to bodily functions and the mundane tasks of life, then I don't need to read those in detail. I have an imaginative mind that can fill in those blanks. Have reader's lost their imagination in a day of visual storytelling through TV and movies? I hope not.
What do you image this ring in the snow is? I find it an interesting formation. Snow has coated the rust, giving it a new beauty. Do you really need to know the nitty gritty function the ring holds? Wouldn't you just like to enjoy it's unique beauty? (Guess the function. On Monday, I'll tell you if anyone is right.)
Editor Du Jour Becky