The Real OMG & The Inspiration Behind My Books
As many of you know, I am in the process of writing my first novel. What you may not know, is that it's all because of these girls right here. These beautiful women were my college roomies and I owe so much of who I am to them. If you follow me on social media then you know that this past weekend we all got together for a mini reunion that was pure bliss! Between the good food and laughter and passing around of each others' sweet babes the conversation flowed and we shared with one another the joys and trials of our lives. I'll try and spare you all the sappy feelings because I could write a book about these girls, what they mean to me, and the memories we've made...but then again, I'm kind of doing that already.
I'm working on a series following four girls through their time at the fictitious Oakmont College in Glen Oak, Virginia. But before there were the Oakmont Girls there were the Oak Manor Girls or OMG as our townhouse became known. While I'm not basing my characters and story lines specifically off of our college experience, I'm hoping to capture the essence of who we were and what those 4 years meant to me. The OMG was more than just a name or a place, it was a complete and utter sense of belonging.
It wasn't until I had graduated college, gotten married and moved away that I realized the bond we shared was rare. Though many desire it, few find the type of honest, all-in, life-giving, long-lasting friendship that we forged. It's the type of friendship that I wish for all girls going through college and struggling to find their place in this world. My prayer is that through my writing they will have a chance to be part of the OMG and experience the abundant blessings of Godly friendships.
I want all girls to know what it's like to sit in the green and yellow plaid, feather-stuffed chair in Emily's room late at night while she listens as you pour out your soul.
I want them to experience the warmth and camaraderie that filled our small living-room on winter nights when the wind literally whistled through the windows and we'd snuggle on the couch under blankets eating homemade popcorn, watching Gilmore Girls and pretending to study.
I want them to feel the love and support of girlfriends who not only let you cry after a breakup but then built a fire in the backyard so you could burn every picture and love note from your ex.
But more than anything I want these girls to witness the power of friends who will literally fall on their knees beside you to pray when the struggles and tragedy of this life are overwhelming.
So while my characters won't have the same names or physical attributes of my beloved college roomies, you can bet that they will have Melanie's sense of humor, Emily's wisdom, Britt's steadfastness and Amanda Mae's gentle spirit. For it is these qualities that not only inspire my writing, but my life.