Waiting for the Spark: A Collection of Almost-Stories

aka “an examination of character via her notes”

Stella J. McKenna
The Writing Cooperative

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photo by sagesolar, via flickr (CC BY 2.0)

I use the Google Keep app for jotting down all sorts of notes from shopping lists to reminders to website passwords to reps/sets in my various gym routines. Most of my notes, though, are story ideas — random observations or thoughts I save so I can revisit them and turn them into actual stories later.

There’s a note titled “Ghent”, for example, which was helpful in writing my story about Belgian waffles.

Some of these things may be fodder for future stories. Especially airport signage and foil-wrapped cheeses. Please don’t steal my ideas.

And then there’s this one, a thought that occurred to me one night while scrolling through Facebook. This turned into my story about death and social media.

Okay, maybe the notes aren’t always the most coherent. But that’s the point. They’re quick thoughts that turn into better stories later.

In addition to these notes that inspired stories, I have a whole bunch of notes just lingering, remaining un-storified. They may not ever be stories — many are not substantial enough to be independent stories — but I think they contain some interesting ideas. They have potential anyway, which is why I save them to begin with.

It occurred to me that even if these can’t be independent stories, maybe they tell a story collectively. They certainly must say something about me. About who I am. About how I observe. So maybe these almost-stories are really a story of self.

Actually, now that I’m looking these over again, I think there are a few here that could be real stories. “When people used to hold up lighters at concerts instead of cell phones” could be a really great story. But I don’t think I’m the right person to write it. This one is up for grabs. Someone please tell this story!

“The ambition of youth” is all mine. Don’t take it. It’s a new idea. One I’m still tossing around in my brain. I’d like to figure out how to write it in a way that doesn’t sound like I’m whining.

The blue note. That’s a story to be continued. I’ll tell it one day.

The rest, though, probably not real stories ever. So here they are. From my Keep to your face: an examination of character via her notes.

It feels like a waste to throw away so many partially formed ideas. What’s a person supposed to do with these almost-stories? How does one even go from idea to story to begin with?

I’m sure there are some tried and true writer techniques for this — developing a story from an idea. Like maybe you do some free association, spinning off branches from a concept until you find something that has legs. Maybe you set a timer and write whatever you can muster for 30 minutes and then see if there’s anything good in there.

I don’t know, there must be other proper writing techniques, but I don’t usually find those things to be helpful. Maybe I’m a wild card of a writer, but I don’t always like following the rules. For me, I need a good idea to happen in conjunction with motivation and some kind of mysterious inspiration — a spark, if you will. It’s this spark that leads to something like flow where the story practically writes itself. I can’t always reach this flow state, but when I do, it’s magical.

All I know is an idea alone certainly does not make a story. But it’s fun to jot down these little notes anyway. To save them and look back on them every once in a while. Maybe one day, the spark will strike.

Helping each other write better.

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Mystery woman by day. Writer by night. Hopeless yet unrelenting 24–7. I like to contemplate: love, sex, feelings, quantum physics, and pop music lyrics.