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Draco interdum Vincit
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Nobody's pure. We've all got ghosts. Here are two of mine.
1. Family mythology. You know, the kind where all the kids are assigned attributes and talents. My sister was "artistic"; my brother was "smart." I was supposed to be musical. I wasted so fucking many of my young years trying to be musical! It never occurred to me that I might be able to tell a story; now I feel like I wasted 3/4 of my life not telling stories.
2. Grammar Nazi mother. You know--copy of Fowler always at her elbow, little shrine to Strunk & White in a corner of the bedroom. She corrected us constantly, with the result that I ended up talking like an academic monograph. I had to unlearn all that shit. The way I did it was to fall in love with talk, and really listen--to taxi drivers, baristas, hotel maids, store clerks. My mom's been dead for almost twenty-five years, and I'm still trying to get her voice out of my head.
BTW, there's a whole pseudo-academic cottage industry built around the idea that a (sort of) middle-class burgher like Will Shakespeare couldn't possibly have written those sublime plays. There are lots of arguments, all crap, but they all originate with class prejudice.
Boo. I must really scare you, James. Of course I posted no such thing. You'll do anything to get my attention, won't you, big boy?
But I'll be all atwitter all day at the revelation that you write one paragraph at a time. Who knew?![]()
Those inhibitions might be a side effect of writing for a hobby rather than for a living. Were we doing it for a living we might write first and worry about it later.
I have two scars that intimidate my Muse. The first came from a flippant comment my Mom once made. She was an avid reader. I don't know who or what book she was reading that prompted this comment, but she said, "I don't understand why so many authors go so deeply into flashbacks. If there's something we need to know about a character, start the story when that happens and flash forward."
My Mom wasn't a writer and she wasn't trying to instruct me how to be a writer. She was complaining about something that inhibited her enjoyment of a story. Still, that flippant comment haunts my writing and makes me question every flashback I ever consider.
#2: An English Lit professor in college that I otherwise respected. She once said, "Only the extremely rich or extremely poor are capable of writing the Great American Novel." She supported the comment with examples of authors in history that fit those extremes. She continued with suggesting, "Only the rich have enough leisure time to fully examine the human condition and only the exceptionally poor know enough strife to write about it authentically." According to her, middle-class people are not capable of creating writing of value or substance. They are either too busy earning a living to write or too well off to know real pain.
Fucking bitch.
Wow, #2 is flawed logic, but I bought into it for a second. I have many scars, I'm starting to overcome them now. I need to be in an ideal place mentally to write. Authoring is a delicate venture for me.
#2 is dead on right.
Paul Fussell defined class in America. Its based on how you make your money NOT how much money you make. The middle classes are the self employed, and the self employed would rather die than risk an opinion or idea or cause. Creativity is alien to them. Getting along and going along is their creed.
You stay on my iggy list almost all the time, I'm so scared. Youre like the nutjob in the TRUNK MONKEY commercial with his face pressed against the car window, slobbering,
HERE https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rx6WB5YJia8
And yet you are so obsessed with me that you invoke me out of the blue in half of your posts to get my attention.![]()
And bad grammar and grooming. And damn fools everywhere.Other than death, there are no other absolutes in life.
I have two scars that intimidate my Muse. The first came from a flippant comment my Mom once made. She was an avid reader. I don't know who or what book she was reading that prompted this comment, but she said, "I don't understand why so many authors go so deeply into flashbacks. If there's something we need to know about a character, start the story when that happens and flash forward."
My Mom wasn't a writer and she wasn't trying to instruct me how to be a writer. She was complaining about something that inhibited her enjoyment of a story. Still, that flippant comment haunts my writing and makes me question every flashback I ever consider.
Yet obviously the action--> flashback--> resumption plot model works because it's so common. Length and complexity of the initial action (hook) and flashback factor into how comfortable the flashback feels. The resumption can end in a cliffhanger drawing readers to the next episode -- groovy. Or it can merely resolve the initial action's problem. Or not.There's a certain narrative order that things have. The flashback is relevant to the place in the story it's given. If it's done as a prologue instead but nothing about it makes sense until halfway through the story, that's a problem.
One of the best fantasy-action battle scenes I've read was by an author with martial arts (karate & fencing) training. She *knew* how to describe those moves. I have no such skills. I wouldn't plagiarize to write something similar, but I'd sure study how she did it.What makes good writing is being able to draw from experiences. Someone whose been on a battle field can spin a Great War story, someone whose been shot or stabbed can write with true accuracy.