Gables Against the Sky
Featured song: “Great Southern Land” by Icehouse And: “Hey Little Girl” and “Cross the Border” also by Icehouse And: “East of the Sun” and “Slender Frame” by a-ha
I remember listening to this song (“Great Southern Land” by Icehouse) over and over and feeling strangely drawn to it. I couldn’t get enough of it. I kept feeling like the song itself had some deeper message that I wasn’t getting, and if I listened to it long enough, I might get it. I remember very clearly the moment when this song (after hearing it at least a hundred times) seemed to trigger something in my mind and a story rushed in suddenly. I remember that it happened on my birthday, but I don’t think that’s significant. In a matter of moments I perceived the story of Jess and Alexa’s son, Tyson, and how he loved a woman who had been raised by his parents, but never officially adopted. I felt his immaturity and selfishness and his loathing for his home. And I could see the difficult journey that brought him to appreciate how blessed his life had been. That journey included rescuing his sister and the woman he loved from the villain who kidnapped them and took them into the Outback. I kept listening to that song while I wrote frantically, along with some other songs by Icehouse that became kind of a soundtrack to the story.
Michael Hamilton was originally the villain, and I wrote him that way. He was completely horrible and unredeemable. Then, as I was writing, I found Emma falling in love with him. It took me as much by surprise as it did her, but I had long ago come to accept that characters take over and must be respected in the creative process. I had to go back and rewrite the beginning to make Michael redeemable. He took over the story and became even more of a hero than Tyson, or at least more of a main character. While it’s a dual love story, Michael definitely stole the story. I still laugh to think of some of his antics. And the lessons of his life are powerful, if I say so myself.
Rewriting the beginning was no small thing, since I wrote this during those days of the typewriter at the kitchen table, which I have referred to before. And there was no letter P, except for the times I was using my mother’s typewriter. As I’ve also mentioned before, this book and its prequel were written long before I even considered writing LDS fiction, and then they just all kind of melded together. When it actually came time to submit this book for publication, I had to retype the whole thing (editing and revising as I went) into a computer so I would have an electronic file for submission. I was on bedrest with my last pregnancy at the time and it became necessary to purchase a laptop. I’ve been writing on one ever since. This is specifically why I dedicated the book to Alyssa Dawn. She was right there with me during the rewrite, kicking me now and then.
|Drawing by Anna C. Stansfield, copyright 2009|