Less than two months ago, I wrote a story called “And You Thought Your Family Was Weird“, in which a teenage girl has to put with her Goth relatives after her parents divorced. I initially had the story as a regular YA novel, until a fan fiction story I wrote in October inspired me to rewrite the story in a different way.
Meaning that the story is full of blog entries, diary entries, Facebook, Twitter, and Tumblr posts as well as text messages. (The way I see it, the story will be well over 100,000 words when I get through writing it.)
Anyway, we have Kristin Fernando being shoved from her Floridan home to stay with her mother’s cousins, who live in Arizona. She must learn to not only fit in with them, but also deal with going to a new school that frowns upon social media usage. Even though she loses friends and is humiliated on a daily basis, Kristin eventually learns to put down the smartphone and actually learn to appreciate life, with all its shortcoming and strife.
The story also establishes Kristin’s need for acceptance in a world that demands honesty from people, even though the world’s version of “honesty” isn’t what her parents think honesty should be. Kristin must also deal with some of the things she has done, both online and offline. Plus, her blog posts and diary entries talk about how odd her cousins are, as they don’t seem to be like the average American family at all.
So, that’s the story.
I’ve divided up the story into three parts, with the first part having her move to Arizona, the second part with her dealing with her new life, and the third part with her coming to accept her new life and cutting short her social media usage.
Maybe my story, if I get it done this year, will remind you to stop spending so much time online (unless you use the internet for your job) and learn to appreciate what you truly have. Remember, the Internet isn’t going to explode if you take a day off to focus on other things.
Well, better get on this story; it’s not going to write itself.
(Plus, I had to remove several plots as they didn’t make any sense.)