February 16, 2014 by Paula Reed Nancarrow
All of the themes for this year’s StorySlamMN! season are based on feelings.
The theme for March is “thankful.” Which is why I am responding like Scrooge at Christmas. Bah, humbug.
“Thankful” is a feeling many stories are built around. Badly.
It is an emotion that can end a story too fast, before ambiguities can be delved into. The potential for schlock, sentimentality, or a moral pounded into the audience’s head with a sledgehammer can be high, especially when the storyteller is new to the game. (Yes, I have been guilty as charged.)
One of the things I often do when exploring a story prompt is go to the definition of the word.
Cheap Theatre, another venue in the Twin Cities, regularly gives definitions of the word that is the theme of the month to its performers, to stimulate ideas. It works pretty well. How thankful is defined tell us a lot about what drives the feeling.
The first definition I found was “pleased and relieved.” Or “expressing gratitude and relief.”
What relief implies is a preexisting anxiety or fear. And in fact the examples given are as often about something that didn’t happen, or finally ended, as about something that did. “They were thankful that the war was finally over.”
Quotations abound about being thankful.
But I’m still weeding through to find ones I want to use as story prompts. The nouns most often associated with “thankful” in many of these quotations are “duty” and “debt.” The verbs are”should” and “owe.” Those words alone, when unexamined, can cripple a story.
Authentic stories are hard work, with twists and turns that need investigating.
Sometimes we are so relieved to find a positive ending that we neglect doing that work. Especially when we only have five minutes to tell a story – roughly 750 words, the length of a blog post. I do not want to be shallow or sentimental. I do not want to do a motivational speech. I want insight, epiphany, recognition.
So I entered into the theme with trepidation.
No matter how useful Lynda Barry’s techniques are, I expected a lot of clichés to come out of my brainstorming. But even so, there were patterns in the list of associations generated by this word that surprised me:
- Thanksgiving as a family meal. Returning home. How this has changed now that my parents are in their 80s.
- Grace before meals. My father and his Teepee of Love. The Pagan grace they used to say at Aidan’s Waldorf school.
- Sorry. Thanks. Help. (Or is it Help. Thanks. Wow?)
- My mother’s recent bout of pneumonia. My father: “Those days she was in the hospital were the longest twelve days of my life.”
- Evangelical prayers. “To you be all the glory!” “I just want to thank you Jesus…” “I give you all the power Lord.”
- The Buddhist prayers I say when I pray now. Are they prayers if they’re not addressed to anyone? Or just blessings? What’s the difference? Does it matter?
- Whale on the beach.(Sorry; I’m not telling.)
- The years-late thank you card to Uncle Pete.
- Being thankful for difficulties. Tiny Tim god blessing every one.
- Ambivalent feelings. Gratefulness and guilt, resenting being indebted.
Not all of these are images, exactly.
Some are events. Some are words I associate with images. Some are problems I haven’t figured out. One (#7) has already appeared in another story, and I think I’ve done it justice there.
What surprised me was how much the word seems to be pushing me toward a story about prayer.
Which frankly scares the crap out of me. I’m not the sort of person who can write a five minute story without writing a fifteen or twenty minute story first. Hell, sometimes I have to write a 50 minute Fringe show to get a good five minute story that explores something I have unresolved thoughts and feelings about.
And I have a lot of unresolved feelings about prayer.
A story that touches on prayer – at least for me – has the potential to get very, very messy before it can get to that point of genuine insight, or become neat with any integrity. Which is a lot of work. If prayer is what I choose to focus on, at least I know I have material.
That’s something to be thankful for, right?
Have you ever tried to write or tell a story about feeling thankful? Or are you working on one now?
What do you think makes such a story genuine and real? What makes it worth the work you do to get there?