Receiving Beefy's Story

I highly recommend Elizabeth Gilbert's book, "Big Magic." In it, she writes about creative ideas. I love one visual example she shares of how ideas fly through as if on the wind. Whoever connects with an idea, poem, story, invention >> is who benefits from them. That is truly how I feel about both Wanda Petunia's and Beefy Parisian Pig's stories.

In an earlier writing, I shared how I let myself immerse in French culture and in the world of truffles without forcing myself to write a story. This was definitely a trust practice, but I had already learned there was no other way for me. I had to practice patience and trust because trying to force a story brought forth no fruit, except frustration!

I know writers who labor over their stories. I have finally learned to labor and immerse myself in the scene, the character, the details... then the story arrives. I know it can be hard to write like this - especially for an impatient soul like me! But it does turn out so much easier in the end and makes sense when the story finally does arrive! Blessedly, near the very end of my residency and after much research, walking, resting, experiencing, and watching > Beefy's story finally arrived into my imagination.

When Beefy's story appeared, it was a flow of words and images. My original dream had been to write the story in French in France. I didn't get the written in French part done while there. But at least, the English version arrived ~ and barely! Talk about patience! As it turned out, his story was a bit sad. But that made perfect sense too.

Beefy was feeling the ache of loneliness and grief. He had lost his family, been stolen, had to watch markets and restaurants selling his friends for lunch.

He ended up working alone in a French truffle shop late one evening, right before sunset, when Wanda Petunia blew in through the door.