10: #HolidayTreeNovella #WritersLife The Real Struggle to Define my Writing or A Guide to Plot Bunny Fur

10 This marks day first day of my ten-day countdown until the release of my novella Mama, Me, and the Holiday Tree. You can read more about #HolidayTreeNovella at the bottom of this post, but today I’m relating my struggle to define myself as a writer or a creating a plot bunny Swiffer ad one.

I’ll let you decided.


So I’ve been thinking about my writing, about its consistent inconsistencies, and I’ve decided to summarize it so others might understand that the struggle is very real.

Here goes.

Me in 2000 – first trying to get my material out there: (In a tentative voice) I’ve written a couple of short stories and a few poems. Want to see them?

Enter novel-length Sci-Fi plot bunny: Hi! Waves at poetry bunny and short-story plot bunny as they hop away: Later!

 

 

Me in 2005 – my first novel finds print: (In a semi-confident voice) I write novel-length Science Fiction.

Enter novel-length epic Sci-Fi plot bunny. Yeah, but…

 

 

Me in 2015 – fifth novel finds a publisher: (ragingly overconfident in all I do in my writing life) I only write novel-length epic Science Fiction.

Poetry bunny re-enters: Remember me?      

Me in 2016 – signs contract for sixth novel: (still kinda confident) I only write novel-length epic Science Fiction… and (sigh) a little poetry.

Plot bunny enters: Look out the window, will you? Those ancient mountains have stories hiding in them.

 

 

Me in 2017 – drafts novel seven in three months: (mumbling) I write novel-length epic Science Fiction, poetry… and Contemporary Appalachian Fantasy.

Plot bunny enters wearing tinsel and dragging mistletoe: Warm, fluffy holiday novella, anyone?

 

 

 

Me in August 2018 – novel seven is released: (with a trembling bottom lip) I write a little poetry, novel-length Science Fiction and Contemporary Fantasy, novellas, and… (glares at new plot bunny that hops in) What now?

Poetry bunny to new plot bunny: Tag, you’re it. To me: I’m on break. Be back later.

 

 

 

Me in late October 2018, holiday novella available for pre-order: (Headdesk on repeat while plot bunnies run amok through my head) Who am I? What do I write? Where’d all this rabbit fur come from?

Why can’t I be consistent? I’ve asked my writer self this question countless times over the past nearing twenty years and the answer has always been the same. Because it happens. Because plot bunnies can and should reproduce. Because. Because. Because…

Because a writer should grow.

Because a writer should try new things.

Because I’ve heard plot bunnies become rabid when ignored, and I’m afraid of drowning in rabbit fur.

 

Ultimately… because I’m a writer.

So what does this mean for you as a writer?

Don’t be afraid to experiment.

Don’t be afraid to explore.

Hug your plot bunnies, feed them, and be happy they’re around.

 

So how do I define myself as a writer right now?

(hugs a plot bunny) Hi, I’m Jeanne G’Fellers – I write Speculative (covers many bases in one word) Fiction and poetry and whatever else my plot bunnies and characters whisper in my ear.

Note: Characters are a lot more vicious than plot bunnies, but I’ll discuss my relationship with them some other time.

I blog too, in case you haven’t noticed. (looks around) Hmm, has anyone seen my poetry bunny? Has my short story plot bunny found a permanent home elsewhere? And can someone bring a broom? The fur’s beginning to pile up around here again.


A dozen handmade holiday ornaments, that’s all, but it might be an impossible task.

Centenary Rhodes and her mother are at constant odds. It’s one of the many reasons Cent left home when she was eighteen. Mama’s difficult for anyone to manage, but now that Cent’s back home, she has to try. Mama, however, won’t acknowledge who Cent’s become, even though she’s repeatedly been shown the truth.

It’ll take more than popcorn strings and paper snowflakes to heal the rift that’s formed between Cent and Mama. It’s going to take bushels of patience, heaps of magic, and assistance from everyone on both sides of Embreeville Mountain to reset the Balance between them.

But with Yule and Christmas just around the corner, it might already be too late.

Mama, Me, and the Holiday Tree is available for preorder in both print and ebook formats.

AMAZON     BARNES & NOBLE    and elsewhere


Feature image by Chan Swan on Unsplash

Small, plastic rabbit image by Hans Eiskonen on Unsplash

Photo of bunny running by Jenine Abbassi on Unsplash

Other images from Pixabay

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