Today, I'm very excited to have BEST-SELLING rural author Fiona McCallum on Theory on Thursday (especially because Fiona's books are also published by Harlequin Australia, so we're stable-mates). And she's answering the question EVERYONE wants to know of authors - WHERE DO WE GET OUR IDEAS?!
Over to you Fiona...
I thought today I’d address one of the most
common questions an author is asked: “Where do your ideas come from?” The short
answer is “Everywhere and anywhere”. But that wouldn’t make much of a Blog
entry, now would it?
I tend to write about what I know. So far
my books have been set around a framework of two main themes:
Theme 1: rural setting
I was raised on a cereal and wool farm near
the small town of Cleve on South Australia’s Eyre Peninsula. I loved farm life
so much that when I was in my final years of school my dream was to work the
farm with Dad. But as I had a brother, it wasn’t even worth mentioning.
I stayed in the area and did what I thought
was the next best thing; marry a farmer. I had grand notions of working as a
true partnership. But the man I married turned out to be very threatened by a
strong woman with ideas and get-up-and-go. I was to shut up and drive my
tractor and stop and get meals when appropriate. We split after three and a
half years.
They say “You can take the girl out of the
country but not the country out of the girl”. It’s certainly true for me. I
write about rural and farm life because that’s what I know and that’s what I
have a passion for. Also, by writing about it, in some way I’m probably still processing
my thwarted ambition at a psychological level. Beats paying for years and years
of therapy!
Theme 2: journey of self-discovery
storyline
It’s a bit of a long story, but after
leaving the farm I ended up in Melbourne with an ambitious fellow who was in
executive sales and marketing. Inner-city life in Melbourne and then Sydney and
being embroiled in the corporate world was a huge eye-opener for this down-to-earth
country girl with humble values and relatively simple needs.
I was stunned at the huge amounts of money
floating around, the excesses being displayed, the worshipping of material
possessions, generally, and the adoration of companies by staff despite watching
friends being retrenched. It seemed to me that people were offering more
loyalty to the company than their own family by working ridiculous hours and
doing lots of travelling away from home.
I felt like an outsider looking in. And the
whole time I was thinking, “Can’t you see what you’re doing?” Fascinating
stuff! I watched my new partner climb the corporate ladder. The higher his
salary went, the less I saw him and the more arrogant he became.
Gradually it became clear that all that
mattered to this person was money and looking wealthy to his peers - not just
keeping up with the Joneses, but passing them. When I complained that he wasn’t
spending enough time at home, I was told to “Take the credit card for a spin”.
After seven years together, clearly this person didn’t know me at all.
It was whilst standing in the cemetery at
the funeral of a very dear friend, having travelled alone halfway across the
country, that I realised I may as well be single. What was the point of having
a life-partner if I didn’t have his emotional support? We had all this money to
buy heaps of stuff, but all the stuff in the world can’t give you a shoulder to
cry on or a hug when you need it.
I had worked towards being a novelist for a
few years and written a couple of well-rejected manuscripts. It was then I
decided that I would rather be financially poor and chasing my dream than
selling my soul, which is what I realised I was doing staying with this man in
this environment. So I left and came to Adelaide and started all over again.
There’s a whole other long story in here, but you’ll have to wait for my
biography in about thirty years for that one!
Apologies, but I’m no good at telling a
short story! The point is, I’ve been on the journey of self-discovery that I
tend to send my characters on. Sure, I use different settings and characters
with different jobs and different dreams, but the emotion behind it is the
same. It’s learning to have the courage to have a dream and then chase it, no
matter how hard it might get. Because ultimately being rich isn’t actually
about financial gains; I believe it’s about how comfortable you are at a soul
level. If in your heart of hearts you believe you’re living a truly fulfilling
life. If not, do something about it. I think modern society with all its ads
and marketing has too many shackled to lives they don’t like in order to
conform. Oops, sorry, now I’m on my soapbox! I’m meant to be telling you where
I get my ideas from.
Filling in the gaps around the themes
So, with the basic platform of my stories sorted
(the rural and journey of self-discovery themes), the gaps then need to be filled
in. This I do with ideas that come from all sorts of places. Gems of ideas seem
to pop up in the strangest places, at the strangest times; whilst reading
books, standing in the shower, sitting on the loo, when out walking, staring at
the TV - really whenever my mind is relaxed enough. They often start as the
tiniest seed and then just grow, gathering more detail as they go.
For instance, the idea of using horseracing
for Paycheque came from watching the
Caulfield Cup in 2005. The runner-up, Mummify, had won the year before. He was
a great horse that had made the connections millions. Anyway, he pulled up lame
after the race and was put down that night. It really upset me because, while
I’m not involved with horseracing and I wasn’t there, I felt that they had just
treated him like a money-making machine and not a wonderful creature that
deserved every chance. So I decided to write Paycheque as a bit of a tribute, and give Mummify, and every other
horse that hadn’t had it, their second chance.
I’m a huge animal lover, so there will
usually be a creature of some sort feature in my stories. I had horses for most
of my life until leaving the land; so again, with Paycheque, I was able to
draw on the knowledge I had even though it was in a slightly different
realm.
The origins for Nowhere Else were a little different. I lost two friends in a plane
crash in South Australia in May 2000. I was living in Melbourne at the time and
hadn’t seen them for a few years when they died. I knew that one day I wanted
to somehow incorporate a bit of a tribute to them in one of my books. Somehow,
somewhere I realised that having a character who was a journalist tell the
story and have a personal connection would do the trick. And of course she had
to go on her own journey of self-discovery, and it had to include the bush.
These are just two examples. I could go on
forever, but I’d better stop here and let Rachael have her blog back!
So, you see, I tend to write about what
I’ve lived, what I’ve experienced, and what I’ve observed. Ideas just pop into
my head - and often at the most ridiculous, inopportune times. Many are
banished as not worth pursuing at that point. But those that hang around long
enough get used. I don’t write a journal so the ideas just float around up
there or disappear to come back better formed at a later date.
Thanks so much Rachael for having me on
your Thursday Theory segment. I hope I haven’t bored everyone with my long,
convoluted explanation of where I get my ideas from. But, as I’m sure you can
all appreciate, it’s not a question with a simple, quick answer.
Cheers,
Fiona
Fiona's latest novel WATTLE CREEK is available in-stores now and online at www.harlequinbooks.com You can find Fiona online at her website and also on Facebook.
Blurb for Wattle Creek:
Damien McAllister is a man on the brink. Spending long, hard days on a farm he has no affection for, and nights ignoring the criticisms of his mother, Damien can no longer remember what he's living for. But in a small town like Wattle Creek, there are few people to turn to - and Damien learned long ago to keep his problems to himself.
Until Jacqueline Havelock, a young psychologist escaping her own issues, arrives fresh from the city and makes Damien question everything he has known about himself…also igniting a spark in his lonely heart.
Soon Damien is daring to ask for more than an ordinary life, and can glimpse the possibility of happiness. Will this accidental farmer dare to fulfil the long-forgotten legacy of his father and find peace in the arms of the doctor?
Or will the ghosts of their pasts threaten the fragile new lives they've just begun to build?
