Blood and Nutshells

When reading about character development in See Jane Write, I got a great piece of writing advice that also poses an interesting question for everyone. “Think of a childhood story that would summarize each of your characters. What is their nutshell?” You don’t need to include the story in your book, you just need to know it to understand the character.

My nutshell story is from when I was eight years old and  I was waiting around the playground after school. I was watching other kids jumping off the swing set and I really wanted to try it. A fifth grader stood in front of my swing and told me I shouldn’t do it because I might get hurt. That made me want to do it more. Next thing I knew, I was pumping my legs as hard as I could. I swung so high I thought I would go around the pole in circles. I let go, knowing that I was going to jump higher and further than any other kid. And I did. Except I landed on a fence face first.

I stood up and looked around, but no one was watching. There was shooting pain coming from the right side of my face and when I closed my left eye everything was blurry and gray. I put my sleeve against my face and saw that it was covered in blood. Since no one was looking at me, I figured I would just stand there until the blood stopped and I didn’t feel so dizzy, and then I would go to my after-school art class. I was afraid that if I told someone, I would get into trouble and miss my the class.

When the blood soaked all the way down to my elbow, a playground attendant noticed and took me to the nurses office. My mom, who happened to be in the school for a parent teacher conference, gave me the present that was intended for my brother’s teacher (a mug that said World’s Best Teacher that was filled with hard candy). I ate every one of those candies as we drove to the hospital and the doctor examined me. I got 10 stitches on my cheek and the doctor told me I was damn lucky I didn’t lose my eye. If it was one millimeter higher, the cheekbone fragment would have pierced my eyeball.

This was me in a nutshell for a very long time (although I must admit I don’t feel like this sums me up anymore because I had a life-changing experience with The Living Course in my early 20s, but that’s a different blog post). If I were a character in a story, here’s what this story says about me:

  1. I was a loner
  2. I was defiant
  3. I wanted to fit in
  4. I was uncoordinated
  5. I was afraid of getting in to trouble
  6. I was willing to accept some pain to avoid punishment
  7. I was lucky

What is your nutshell story, and what do you think it says about you?

I’ll leave you with some comic relief: this is still one of my favorite cheesy jokes of all time.


  1. Here’s my “nutshell” story.
    When I was in elementary school, I used to get a dollar a day to eat out in the upper grades. I used to go to a deli to get a roast beef sandwich, french fries and a soda. Except I didn’t have enough money. I realized if I ordered a quarter pound of roast beef and two slices of bread, instead of a sandwich, I could get everything. So that’s what I did. I used to eat my lunch at the tables in the deli when one of the workers told me I couldn’t eat there, that the tables were only for people who ordered sandwiches,not meat by the pound. The owner of the restaurant, Mrs. Knickerbocker, told him that any child who could figure out how to get what they wanted the way I had, was welcomed to sit down and eat. Which I proceeded to do. It never occurred me that I did anything unusual or odd so I never mentioned it to anyone. But Mrs. Knickerbocker told my father and he thought it was hilarious and told everyone he knew.
    Here’s what is still true about me till this day that you could get from the story:
    1. I get what I want as inexpensively as I can – saving money is a big priority for me
    2. I think for myself
    3. I don’t care what others think about me. When the guy behind the counter started to yell at me that the tables were for other people, I though he was an idiot, I didn’t think I had done anything wrong


  2. I would really have to think on my nutshell story. Great concept, that I am sure to appreciate as a writer. I was looking for your about page, didn’t see it, so explored your site a little. Very nice blog. What is life without heart and soul? It makes me think of the movie BIG when Tom Hanks played the huge piano. Thanks for stopping by and liking my blog today, hope you have a great one!


    1. I look forward to your future nutshell story! Thanks for visiting my blog. The “What the heck is a HeSo” page is my about page. The blog has really changed with me over the last two years – I like going through all the posts every now and then to see how I’ve changed 🙂 BIG is one of my favorite movies, by the way.


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