River Town | Creating Collaborative Storytelling

I am very pleased to contribute a character and story to the forthcoming anthology, River Town. River Town is a collection of stories edited by West Virginia author and film maker Eric Douglas; Eric is interviewed below. River Town will be available in August on Amazon.com via Eric’s Visibility Press.

My story, “They Hold Down the Dead,” centers on a 16 year old girl named Lillian Conley who lives on the hill above the river with her wealthy family and finds herself drawn into a dangerous mystery tied to Indian legend. Other contributing writers are Katharine Herndon and Shawna Christos, both of Richmond, Virginia; Jane Siers Wright of Charleston, West Virginia; and Geoffrey Fuller of Morgantown, West Virginia. I am honored to write with them.

Concept cover for River Town

Concept cover for River Town

You have an interesting project in the works right now with several other writers. What is River Town all about, and how did it develop?

When I was an adolescent, I read the Thieves World series, edited by Robert Lynn Aspirin. It was a great series where a group of writers created characters for a location and then they shared them with each other. They all wrote about that same location using those same characters and it was the most amazing dynamic. You got to see the same characters from different writers’ perspectives.

I moved home to West Virginia after being away for nearly 14 years, and I thought it would be a great chance to put something like that into play here. I had never written fiction about West Virginia and wanted to try it out.

Five writers and I have each thrown characters into the pot and we are writing about River Town. It is essentially Charleston, circa 1890. We have the dynamics of the “frontier nature” of the area and the marked differences between the coal barons, miners, and townspeople. I’ve really enjoyed reading the stories my fellow writers have put together. It has been so much fun to watch as they used each other’s characters.

Sometimes writers get a bit proprietary about their characters. Characters  are like our children in our minds! When another writer has my character doing something, I think to myself, “He wouldn’t do that!”  Then I step back and say, “Perception is reality.” Another person in the town might see his actions differently.” As writers, we have these characters in our heads, and we see them doing things and reacting to events, but our readers might not see those same characters the way we do.

I am really pleased with the stories we have in this first set. After we publish River Town as an anthology of the short stories, I hope we will do several more. We can add other writers as new characters come to town. It could be a whole series!

(A version of this interview first appeared on a blog by Heather Isaacs.)

 

Look! Show and Tell!

My very good friend and fellow writer Katharine Herndon tagged me in this game.

“From one of your writing works in progress, search for the word LOOK. Paste surrounding paragraphs and share, then tag others to do the same.”

Here is the first appearance of “look” in a story I was working on just today for Eric Douglas‘s latest project, River Town. It’s a first draft, but I like where it is headed.

Enjoy!

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“Lill, over here!” shouted Michael. He was about thirty yards ahead of her in the woods down a trail behind their house. Her brother was three years older than she, and had gained a distinct advantage over her in strength and speed in the past year. Lillian took a deep breath and pushed away from a small poplar tree to propel herself forward. The terrain was sloped, as was all of River Town any distance from the river bank. In the next step she was reaching back for the same tree to slow her descent to a more even grade where she could run to her brother. By the time she caught up she could not speak, so she avoided speech and simply shrugged. “There, look,” he said, “Right there, that pile of stones.” Michael gestured with a three-foot length of Maple he had retrieved on the walk.

“I see it,” said Lillian. “Why are they like that?”

“Because,” hissed her brother, his face now inches from her own, “Because they hold down the dead.”

 — from They Hold Down the Dead | A River Town Story by Elizabeth Gaucher