lørdag den 4. december 2010

Christmas Toffee

Anyone who cares for a Christmas story?

I thought about starting out like this:

When Toffee Brown moved to Knavesborough, no one noticed her the first few weeks.

But what else should I put in it? Could you please help me?

(A warning for new readers: no matter how far out your ideas are, I´ll do my best to include them).

12 kommentarer:

Margot Kinberg sagde ...

Dorte - Lovely 'photo! And I would love to hear a story of Knavesborough at Christmas. Maybe no-one notices Toffee Brown until one night at a pre-holiday party when she drinks too much egg nog and says something she shouldn't say about someone's past. Turns out she knows something no-one expected her to know. Just my idea..

R/T sagde ...

Second and third sentences:
She, however, noticed her neighbor in the adjacent apartment--the apparently blind man in the wheelchair with the afghan coverlet and the blue-eyed cat constantly on his lap. She especially noticed that each time they passed each other on the landing, the cat ignored her but the man seemed to be following her with his eyes, but--she thought--that would be impossible.

Dorte H sagde ...

Margot: ah, a nosy gossip? I think I can make her into that.

R/T: with that kind of imagination you ought to write your own stories! I can see this points towards some kind of cosy mystery with the cool cat.

R/T sagde ...

Someone once said that writing, like other creative enterprises, is something like 10% inspiration and 90% persperation.

While I may have an occasional inspiration (disguised as something you have characterized as imagination), I have at this point in my life insufficient persperation for writing. Perhaps I am putting too much of my energies into teaching, spending my spare time with my wife, and avoiding any premature assumption of room temperature.

In any case, I envy and applaud those who write. I must content myself with doing otherwise.

R/T sagde ...

Postscript:
You will note that I do not know how to spell the four syllable form of sweat. Please forgive--don't sweat--my errors.

Dorte H sagde ...

R/T: I also put most of my energy into teaching for ten years, but some years ago I realized that I had to do something that was more creative. Because of my health, my work and family obligations I can´t always spend as much time writing as I want to, but it is clear to me that on a good writing day (i.e. when I write thousand words or more), I feel more satisfied with life and myself than otherwise.

Kelly sagde ...

Perhaps the "someone's past" that Margot refers to could be the local antique dealer's. He takes frequent "buying" trips and always comes back with interesting family heirlooms. Maybe Toffe has insight on where and how he's obtaining these items.

pattinase (abbott) sagde ...

No one noticed her because she was a ghost! No wait, I wrote that one already.

Dorte H sagde ...

Kelly: an antique dealer´s? that sounds promising.

Patti: I´ll see if she accepts being a ghost.

....Petty Witter sagde ...

Oh goodie, a wonderful Christmas present Dorte, I love your inclusive stories. I think Toffee (a great name by the way) ought to find something unexpected in a christmas cracker along with the usual hat, toy and joke. Perhaps a message meant only for her eyes, a clue to something like a murder or an unsolved mystery.

Care sagde ...

Obviously, Toffee needs to dye her brown hair red and green so she can get noticed!

Dorte H sagde ...

A Christmas cracker and red and green hair? Oh, but of course!

I really hope Toffee will prove adaptable.