Thursday, August 23, 2012
#140 The Many Sources of Monkey Tales
In this post I want to tell you about the long and winding path that my little beginning reader called Monkey Tales took in becoming the eBook for Nook and Kindles that it is today.
The current book was once three separate manuscripts about the monkey family. They each had their own source; a bit like the tributaries of the Missouri River where I grew up in South Dakota.
The first manuscript was once called Moekey the Monkey. Most of the ideas in it were based on the dynamics I was observing every day with my growing children. You see, we have two daughters who are six years apart in age. Younger Daughter was once very resentful of the fact that the rest of us were allowed to do some things that she was not. For instance, we could all stay up later at night, watch certain television shows, and drive cars. It didn't seem fair to her.
When I wrote about the monkey family, I was creating a fantasy world in which a mother (me) might solve our problems in a loving and wonderful way--a world in which I could be a hero.
Of course, it was time that eventually fixed everything. Younger Daughter grew up, and the age difference no longer mattered so much to anybody.
The chapter about the ant tunnels came from a second manuscript called "Ant Tunnels for One". The idea for that story came from an event in my own childhood. One day when I was a third-grader and my brother was a first-grader, we noticed a large ant hill on the sidewalk in front of a church near our house. We hurried home, collected some big spoons from the silverware drawer, and returned to dig up the ant hill.
The ants were not happy! We raced home with biting ants crawling all over our legs and feet. Our mother hurried to run water in the tub so that we could wash the angry ants down the drain. It was a tough lesson, and I'll never forget it.
My story ideas about swinging on vines and losing teeth came from experiences as a mother and a first grade teacher. Sometimes lunch money and other things were also lost in the sand under the school monkey bars, but I couldn't think of a way to work those concepts into my stories--at least not yet.
Monkeys are funny animals. I have always loved those silly brown sock monkeys with the big red mouths. I even made one for a family member who was celebrating his high school graduation after finishing a successful high school basketball career. Of course I dressed the monkey in an appropriate team uniform.
My point is, the ideas for our stories can come from anywhere.
Next time I will discuss the two starting places for Margaret's Christmas Cookies.
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