I'm excited to have Annalisa Crawford on my blog today. She's hopping around talking about different short stories from her anthology, That Sadie Thing. (The cover is below and it is so awesome! Totally one of my favorites.) I'm going to go ahead and hand things over to Annalisa:
Huge thanks, Rachel, for letting me take over your blog today. I can't believe this is my penultimate post for the tour!
I veer between writing very simple, straight-forward stories and weird ones that my mother doesn't understand. The Girl who is Good probably falls into the latter category.
Before this story was placed in a competition, and indeed afterwards, people (competition readers, mostly) have got very confused by it. I don't think it's confusing - you just either believe she's imagining everything or you believe every word is actually happening... Or, if you really want to, you can believe a mixture of the two. I don't mind. I know what I think is happening, and I'm happy for you to have different ideas.
Sorry, I didn't mean that to turn into a mini-rant.
I have no idea how this story turned out the way it did. I had the first line in my head for a while: The girl who is good sits between her
parents in an elegant restaurant, doing and saying very little, and being very
good. It seemed harmless enough.
I'm a huge people watcher - and when I see unusual groupings in restaurants or cafes I always wonder what's going on. After all, a girl in her late teens doesn't often dine out in restaurants with her mother and father, does she? She'd be with her friends or boyfriend.
So this nameless girl then decided to bring her dinner back up and hate her parents. I went with it - this was a case of letting the character speak. The fact that she's bulimic, I think, does make sense of the rest of the story... but I can't tell you what it is, because it would spoil it.
I live in Cornwall, with a good supply of beaches and moorland right on my doorstep. I live with my husband, two boys, a dog and a cat. Despite my location. I neither surf nor sail, and have never had any inclination to try. I much prefer walking along the beach and listening to the waves crashing over rocks. For this reason, I really love the beach in the winter!
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