Have you seen the movie Dear Frankie? I have, several times, but then I'm a sucker for fairy tales. I really loved it. But you be your own judge. We Americans are supposed to use the English subtitles to understand the Scottish accent, but I've watched my Hamish MacBeth enough times to not need to.
I was so impressed by the LACK of words. How, as a writer, can I write like that? There are stories that say so much with so little words like in the Bible, yet we are so surrounded and pummeled by words today. Cluttered. Attacked. I think we long for more with less, otherwise why the power of tweets? We want to find meaning in short form. "Condensed" Chicken Soup for the Soul.
I try. To say more with less. When I text my kids to find out where they are or when they'll be home, I just use a question mark. Two if they're really late. And they can tell you what it's like to get an exclamation point.
John Carpenter, when explaining the success of his movie Halloween, said it was because it made the audience think. I wish I could write like Dear Frankie--it made me think. I've been toying with how to write Tweet books for awhile now. To finally sign up and be a TWIT. Economy of words. Making you think.
Here's my first try, one upping O. Henry for a new world of words: Tweet novellista. Or call it a "Noveltweetsta". It's not very good, but we all have to start somewhere. I call this one "Robin"
She was the kind of housecleaner that when she made an effort the kids asked, "Who's coming?" She was actually doing the downstairs too--there would be no doors shut this time. She didn't ask her children to clean with her--let them have childhood a little longer, even though she was probably teaching them to be like her. "Who's coming?" How could she explain? She felt as if she were nesting, though far from it. She finally showed the piece of paper to her eldest and watched her grow up. How funny that she had helped another through the same thing and now would go through it herself. "Who's coming?" The cab pulled up and she was the one going. There were people coming, though she wouldn't be there. She couldn't.
Causes Teryl Cartwright Supports
United Methodist Committee on Relief, American Red Cross, Heifer Project, American Cancer Society, Doctors without Borders