This has been a very good week for Twitter games for writers – games that boost creativity and make you think about your writing roots, and what you love. It’s nice to take a break and remember the joy of writing, so let’s take a few minutes this weekend to have a little fun.
Today’s game is from Amber Sparks, who writes: “Who are your literary parents? You only get two, duh. Any gender of course.”
(-: And then she promptly breaks the rules with:
“I’ll say Wallace Stevens and Isak Dinesen, with Sylvia Plath as my longtime babysitter.”
I saw that AFTER I composed my own reply, which also breaks the rule of two:
“LOL. Lois McMaster Bujold and Jennifer Crusie inform everything I write. But before I drift off at night, I dream that Terry Pratchett and Dorothy Parker are my real parents. Shoutout to Uncle Wodehouse and Great-Aunt Austen.”
The thread is an amazing cross-genre odyssey of good writers, and well worth 15 or 20 minutes of browsing time.
But even more important, the question forces you to think about where your writing comes from. It’s more nuanced than “Who are your writing heroes?” It also has the possibility of exploring abusive relationships, or digging into just where some of your “bad habits” come from. Identifying those bad things can lead to eliminating them . . . or modifying them so they work for you . . . or just giving up the fight and glorifying them. “Well, if it’s good enough for Douglas Adams, it’s good enough for me!”
So, who do you think you are? Who are your literary parents? You know the rules; go out and break them with abandon.