A long, long time ago I met another woman through a message board. We both liked to write, so we exchanged stories. I don’t remember, exactly, but I think she read both BMW and Save Me. At any rate, she made the comment to me that it was unbelievable that a group of friends that large (we’re talking 10 folks) would all be Christians.
First of all, my stories are not Christian stories. I would never try to market them as such. However, I don’t shy away from the characters talking about God and Jesus and Church, just like me and my friends would. It would be safe to say that me, my husband and eight of our closest friends are all Christians. I’m not trying to make a statement, but I am trying to sound real. And in real life, people go to church and say grace and are friends with people who do the same.
And it could be a regional thing. I am from the South. My characters are from the south (NC, GA, TN & FL). There’s a lot of Christian folks down here, y’all. So in case anyone else questions the believability of 10 Christians finding friendship with each other, then don’t.
Also, I don’t want these particular stories to be overwhelmingly preachy. Maybe one day I will write a “Christian” story, but for now these are just stories about people who happen to be Christians.
added 21:42 11/25/17
I was listening to the Painted Skies album by Anthem Lights. There is a song on this album called Good Fight .
The lyrics are: Sometimes I’m the master
Sometimes I serve
Sometimes I’m the pastor
Sometimes I’m the perv
And it first it made me giggle. Then I thought how amazingly appropriate it was, especially in light of this post. My stories have sex in them. Sex between people who are unmarried, and in some cases married to other people, and sometime uncommitted to each other. I wanted to write characters who were relateable.