By Jennie Atkins
The other day while walking out of work,
I told a woman I was leaving for a dentist appointment. Expecting the normal
answer of, “Oh, I hate the dentist!” you might say I was quite surprised when
she said, “I love going to the dentist.”
Really?
I should add here that I know her well
enough to say she isn’t into masochism.
But her view of the dentist came from a different angle than mine—called
experience--or lack thereof.
Growing up, due to a very small jaw and
large teeth, my teeth grew in wherever they found space. Needless to say, they
weren’t perfectly aligned. It took
pulling multiple teeth and wearing braces for y-e-a-r-s, to put them in
place. Add to that soft teeth that
attracted cavities like people catch the common cold, I’ve seen the inside of
the dentist office more than I care to talk about. (I know…too much information.)
But my reason for talking about it is,
the woman who enjoyed going to the dentist was born with genes that gave her
perfectly aligned, cavity free, pearly whites. So going to the dentist was about
as easy as a walk in the park.
These diverse backgrounds are what can
add to the underlying tension in our stories.
How different would a person who had picture perfect Christmas holidays
react to someone who only remembered Christmas as a time when her father got
drunk and knocked down their Christmas tree?
Or, how would the person who’d lived in a home where abuse was frequent
look at a loving family where hugs and kisses were the norm? How would a
homeless person (or someone doing his or her best to scrape together a few
cents for food) look at a well-to-do person?
What would each of these people feel because of their personal
experience?
The crux of our stories are based on
growing through the conflicts. There is
a reason the heroine can’t trust the man who likes to add a little “spice” to
his eggnog at Christmas. For him, indulging
once- a-year seems like nothing. But for
her it’s a huge obstacle. Or, at least a small one that adds to the trust
issues she has with him.
Whether these conflicts are what drive our
stories to the ultimate black moment then to redemption, or whether they are
stumbling blocks, it adds layers to what the characters in our stories have to
overcome to find peace, love, and deliverance.
Your turn: What are some ways you ratchet up the tension
in your stories?
I am quite familiar with the inside of a dentist's office--I had the same problems with my teeth that you had. :-) I ratchet up the tension by putting my list-making, rule following heroine with a hero who thinks rules are suggestions and that lists are for people who have memory problems. Love this post.
ReplyDeleteWhat a great transition! I used to have great teeth and formerly gloated. When I got engaged, my future husband, w/ poor teeth, took me home to meet his mom and had her bring me a pencil, which I bit in half like a beaver. She opened her arms and said, "My dear, welcome to the family." Outcome? Both our sons have great teeth. But examples like that are great to ramp up the tension. Thanks for fresh inspiration!
ReplyDeletePat, Thanks for the reply! Very good, I can picture the tension building up now!
ReplyDeleteDee, I can't imagine you biting a pencil in half! What a hoot! But if you hadn't of done that, would you have been ousted from the family?
ReplyDeleteJennie, I love the creative ways you come at things. Always food for thought ;)
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