Fiction, Novel, Short story, Writing

I ain’t no Pollyanna

This is my third attempt to write a new blog post. I produced grumpy posts from the first two topics. So, instead, I’ll talk about my recent decision to change my negative attitudes. I’ve discovered it’s not easy to become more positive. I hear myself saying or thinking negatively and correct it like an echo of Willy Wonka: “Strike that. Reverse it.”

Apparently, I’m naturally a gloomy person. I was born at twilight; I wonder if that’s the reason. I’ve always been attracted to the dark tales. It shouldn’t surprise me that it’s hard for me to maintain a constant sunny outlook. My husband has pointed out for many years that I instantly think of the worst scenario in any situation.

Of course, I always protest his assessment. The fact is, I laugh a lot. And I may have an odd sense of humor, but I do have one—though I don’t have the knack of translating that well into words.

I look over the stories I hope to publish soon and see deaths, divorces, murders, childhood terrors, a rape, the loss of hope. Yet, the first novel I published is a love story?! What’s that about? My light and dark sides fight it out. Thankfully, my dark side is content to be fulfilled through fiction—and occasional blog posts.

I think I’ll go mix up a batch of brownies and then sit in the sun while they bake. Maybe I’ll come up with a sweet, happy story to write. Well … maybe not that sweet. Or happy. *sigh*

16 thoughts on “I ain’t no Pollyanna”

  1. Yes our attitudes can discolor our writing composition and important to make the disassociation. But some things are negative and deserve negative attitudes. For example, over 6,000 dead. 40,000 returning amputees and over 350,000 returning with various degrees of physical and mental illness and chronic conditions. For what?

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  2. But you know, Linda… How do your stories end? I think that might be something to consider. If you end on a note of hope, that’s more optimistic than pessimistic, you know? Not necessarily a happy ending, but a hopeful one… Even The Road ended on a hopeful note.

    But what do I know? I tell my hubby we pessimists have it the best. We’re never disappointed, because we always assume it could be worse. 😉

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    1. Ah yes, Amy, the old comedy/tragedy description. The story can be dark and dreary throughout, but if it ends happily you can call it a comedy. 🙂 Some of my dark tales end with a ray of hope, some don’t. And some end with what might initially be seen as a happy ending, but if you think about it …

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  3. Linda, you are repeating my last two weeks, and even replaying conversations I have had with my own husband.

    If it helps at all, I heard recently that grumpy people are healthy people, because they aren’t kidding themselves with the bright side of life and instead are better problem solvers. I’ll take that.

    And also, I noticed a rash of husband/boyfriend killing ladies in recent flash pieces I’ve written. I don’t know what it says about my character, but the women seem pleased enough in the end. 😉

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    1. Thanks for the support, Victoria. I’ll be sure to quote that statistic to my husband next time the occasion warrants it. 😀 And you know, if you’re writing dark fiction, the ability to conjure up the worst case scenario comes in mighty handy! As for your recent flash, should we warn your husband?

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