Al: To me it seems your novels really focus on the craft of 'storytelling'. Some focus on erotica, or crazy scenarios with crazy characters, but your books tell beautiful human stories. Would you say you agree with my observation, and if so, is it intentional on your part?
Debbie: You found me
out! I am a storyteller not a writer. The difference being, a writer, like
Hemingway, focused on the words used. I focus only on the story. I'm told, my
books read as if we are sitting on a couch and I'm telling you the story, over
a glass of wine. That is exactly what I wanted them to feel like. Intimate
conversations between friends.
Al: Your answer makes total
sense. I remember Martin Scorcese made a comment once that if a movie is
directed well, you don't notice the "directing" - you simply get lost
in the story. So being a 'storyteller'....does that influence how you
promote your books? What if anything do you do differently?
Debbie: Since I
don't consider myself a writer, I'm not offended by the criticism that a book
wasn't written well. Technically speaking, they're correct. I promote my books
as a fun read. A "beach book" or "by the fire." My books
won't make you sweat, in fact, I'm not heavy on the love scenes at all. You may
cry or laugh, or in some cases get a history lesson. If falling in love, being
in love, or looking for love are your favorite reads, then, I'm your
storyteller.
Martin Scorcese is correct. It's not
the words that make the story, it's the story that finds the right words.
Al: So, as a storyteller, how
does the process work for you? Where do you find inspiration? How does
the initial idea of the book come to you? And then...do you write an
outline? Or, do you simply start and figure it out as you go along?
(Sorry lol...yes, this is officially one question).
Debbie: I love your one question! Six years ago, the day after
Thanksgiving, I had a mammogram, followed on Monday by an ultrasound. By
Wednesday, I had a biopsy and a cancer diagnosis. After surgery, I began chemo
treatments. The night after my first treatment, I had the first of many vivid
dreams. I don't have the dreams every night, but when I have them, the
characters in them, tell me in great detail, their stories. They were very
insistent. Telling me that I needed to write the stories down. I didn't, for a
long time. I dismissed the dreams as chemo induced, a real affliction named
"chemo-brain." Once I wrote the details of one dream, in
a journal a friend had given me to chronicle my illness, that night, my
character told me she was now going to finish the story. Every night after
that, she did. Then another character told me theirs, and another, and
another. I take no credit for the stories. In
fact, after a few nights of undisturbed sleep, I thought the dreams had
ended before the story was finished. I wrote the end myself, only to be told
the following night, that what I had written was crap and not the real story. I
had to delete my writing, in favor of theirs. So Al, in order to answer your one
question, every story comes from either deep within my unconscious mind, or are
the gift of poisonous chemo. I choose to explain it as the gift. The exchange
between what I lost and what I gained.
Al: God bless you. That answer rocked me. Last question...what do love most
about the morning?
Debbie: Thank
you. I am so blessed. The morning is all about birds singing,
the deer looking for the apples or cracked corn that I've left for them, and
the way the sun shines through the branches outside my bedroom window. I get up
before dawn most days, so I can see my favorite things. I thank you for
asking what I love most, without limiting me to one thing. I didn't appreciate
these things until I realized I might not see them again. Thank you Al. I'm honored by both you
and your questions.
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