A Hungry Soul is a story of love... okay, maybe not the love love that comes to mind when you think of love between married people, but there is definitely a love for cheeseburgers, ribs, and label making, along with an incredibly skillful use of a knife. And I love it all! A Hungry Soul is exactly what I'd expect from my friend, Ellie... or L.E. Anderson... can't I just call you Leah? *wink wink*
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A Hungry Soul
Feeding Kate. Amazing! Give several different writers two simple words and have each one author a short story that springs from this seemingly simple phrase.
I’m new to the world of writing (well…truly, I’ve written most of my life but not for other’s eyes, except my teachers and professors) and was so happy to have the opportunity to be included in this project. I was even more excited when I learned that it would benefit the Lupus foundation and my favorite blogger, Sabrina Ogden.
I have always loved writing exercises of this nature. Give a group of people one central idea and see what sort of depravity, innocence, mayhem or mystery emerges. My story, A Hungry Soul, was born instantaneously upon hearing the theme. It appeared so effortlessly that I was certain something was amiss and I feared it would be the same idea everyone else had. I was terrified when it came time to submit it, fearing that it would appear as if I had no imagination. I never did budge from my first idea. I tried, I really did, to take it beyond inception. But alas, it remained true. Surely the other writers, I pondered, many of whom are well-seasoned and published authors, would have developed more sophisticated storylines than I had. Would the others laugh at my work? Would they wonder why I had been included in the line-up? The questions still ping around my head, but I carried on and went forth bravely. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, eh?
The best stories start in the middle of the action and that’s how mine usually unfold. Then they flash back and forth through time. Don’t know why that has become my M.O., but it works for me. However, A Hungry Soul starts with a back story, Kate’s, and then moves into an understated sort of madness. Those that know me well know that much of the first portion is based on my life. Unwittingly, this story became a source of soul-purging. While much of Kate’s anger stems from my psyche, please be assured that she is not me. She is, most certainly, her own person.
Biggest lesson learned from this experience? Not everyone will like my work. Second lesson learned? Some people will. When the final draft had been accepted, I was nauseated, and although I didn’t read it again until I actually had the book in my hands, months later, I was still cringing over it. I cracked the spine and it opened up to my story and scanned the words for what must have been the hundredth time. The words seemed foreign. Had I really written this? I liked it. How could that be?
Given the chance, I would do everything different. But I learned more than I had hoped for and I am honored to be included amongst some of the best writers I have ever read!
(aka for L.E. Anderson, my real name)
P.S. Third lesson learned? Just use my own name.
L.E. Anderson (Leah Eubanks Anderson) is a paralegal for the Criminal Division of the Salt Lake County District Attorney in Utah. She graduated from the University of Utah in 1986 with a B.A. in English. She lives in Utah with her teenage son, two beagles and two cats of unknown origin. She loves to ghost hunt, write ghost stories, research near-death experiences and collect Victorian funeral antiques. Her first novel, Ante Mortem (a Della Couldock paranormal mystery), is scheduled to be released as an e-book on June 1, 2013 and the second in the series, Momento Mori, is scheduled for October 1, 2013. Leah’s family has accepted her unconventional interests with guarded curiosity, immense love and unending support. Her friends just think she’s weird.