Reason #6 – Beginning with a flashback or dream

Beginning with a flashback or dream

I am guilty of this, one of my first beginnings (yes, there was a previous and I’m on iteration seven) started with a FATS (Firearm Training Scenarios) scenario. Only, I didn’t reveal it wasn’t “real” (fictional reality) in the story. The jig was up when the proctor called an end to the program.The jig was up for me when I got called on starting with a dream.

James N Frey, author of How to Write a Damn Good Novel , really cautions against flashbacks. He does admit it’s not absolute. His article On Flashbacks is worth reading. The skill comes in “bleeding” in the backstory at the right time in the right way.

For more on handling Flashbacks see Flogging the Quill.

Reason #7 – Talking Heads

Talking heads instead of narration

According to Jack Bickham, author of Scene and Structure, there are four components to dialogue (CoD):
• words that are spoken
• attribution—so your readers don’t forget who’s talking
• stage action—action, expression, and body language
• internalization—thoughts and feelings

Too often it’s just the words that are spoken and the other parts of dialogue are forgotten. I seem to remember a “rule of three” about not having more than three sentences of a person speaking before it’s broken up by another bit of something.

Nothing should occur in a vacuum.

Reason #8 – Telling

Telling instead of showing

“Show don’t tell” is an aphorism often heard in writer’s groups. Anton Chekhov wrote, ‘Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.’

Showing gives information that stands out and is more plausible. It allows us to feel, see, smell what the character is feeling, seeing, smelling and it gives the scene reality by engaging our senses. Like so much of life, it’s the detail that imprints on memory.

Yet, telling does have a place in a story; during transitions between scenes telling provides a shift in tone and change of pace by allowing a character to reflect on and summarize what just happened, and for background, technical, or historical information.

Instead of “show, don’t tell,” perhaps it should be “show more, tell less.”

Reason #9 – Lacking Action

Here’s the next in the top ten of new novelist’s pitfalls:

Setting and description delivered in large chunks

Now you’re going to get my take and memories of what the items mean. The list of Top Ten Pitfalls was read and not handed out or displayed, so any confusion is mine and mine alone.

Setting/Description in large chunks means lengthy description of scenery and weather with no action and no tension and—since tension is the torque that propels a story along—no story.

No story = No Readers.

Reason #10 – Flat Writing

I’m taking a community college novel writing course. I wrote down the instructor’s list of Top Ten Mistakes Newbie Novelists Make and thought I’d deliver it like Letterman. Number 10…

Flat writing (passive sentences/weak verbs)

Passive sentences and weak verbs drain life from writing. I’ve read (and written no doubt) stuff that lacks ‘zaz. Every sentence is passive and action is lacking. I have started snatching beefy verbs and packing them away.

I will unveil #9 tomorrow.

Harry Splutter & the Lure of Hollyweird

“Time is an illusion, lunchtime doubly so.” ~ Douglas Adams

Epi-soda 15

“My word.” Bumblebore sighed. “It seems like we been riding the McClatchy—formerly Knight-Ridder—bus for weeks.”

“It only feels that way,” said Hermione knowledgably and rather smugly. She reached her arm all the way past the elbow into her clutch bag and pulled out The Year of Magical Thinking. She opened the book at the place that she had bookmarked previously.

“What are you going to do with that?” asked Randalf the Burnt Sienna morosely. He sat next to Bumblebore wishing he could twiddle his thumbs. That is Randalf wished he could twiddle his own thumbs, mind you, not Bumblebore’s.

Hermione had her nose in the open book and while tapping her teeth with a tasseled bookmark. She looked up. “Hmm?”

“He said,” Bumblebore grumbled, “what are you going to do with that?”

“Read it,” said Hermoine obviously.

“We thought you were going to make a point,” observed Bumblebore.

He went on, “perhaps with the bookmark.”

She stared cross-eyed at the bookmark for several sentences in which the narrator discusses how the McClatchy Bus is hurtling through London at astonishing speeds, magically becoming narrower as it squeezed between cars, taxis, lorries, jitneys, and fairies.”

“Hey!” cried Bumblebore.

“Sorry,” apologized the narrator magically.

“The point I was making,” said Hermione at last, “was that we were in ‘bookmark time.’”

“Of course!” exclaimed Bumblebore. “You’re right.”

“Mmmph?” muffled Randalf the Rouge.

“She’s saying,” grumbled Bumblebore irritatedly and pushing Randalf the Rogue—”

“That’s rouge,” huffed Randalf.

“Whoops, sorry.” apologized the narrator again.

“May I continue?” asked Bumblebore, annoyed at the interruption.

“Of course,” said the narrator.
“That the time we’ve been away,” Bumblebore continued gravelly, “which seemed like weeks or months, was rather like the time period that occurs when you put a bookmark between pages and then set it aside. When you return to it, you open it to the bookmark and the characters are right where you left them.”

“Brilliant!” cried Der Weasel (it being in his contract that he must say ‘brilliant’ once an episode).

Hungry?

It’s so exciting to know a published author, in my case it’s Alethea Eason. Mary and I read the manuscript of “Deborah’s Choice” and made suggestions. Alethea’s story was picked up by Harper Collins and renamed,
“Hungry.”

Alethea Eason's "Hungry"

We’re now helping with the sequel. It’s going to be even better than the first.

The Washington Post had a short write-up on Alethea and Hungry in yesterday’s paper. What a nice Christmas present.


Tis the Season

Sunrise at our house

There are times during the holidays that I get overwhelmed by the crowds. I went to one of the malls that fester about on the landscape. People were relatively benign yet the amount of humanity and cars came close to gridlock. We all played parking bingo for spaces. It’s akin to musical chairs with cars. With one shopping day left, I thought I’d bring you a moment of Zen; take a deep breath and tell yourself, “It’ll be okay.”

Have a Merry (or Happy for my UK friends) Christmas and a prosperous New Year.

True Stories

I’m going through a patch of writer’s block. Nothing I write seems to be interesting (including this post, no doubt). I have fifty pages that I like and I know where I want to go; I just can’t seem to write the bridge to take me across the literary chasm. My characters have grown impatient and restless and have started to move off to other pursuits.

So to help me I listened last week to Stephen King’s On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft. I recommend it to all wannabe writers. One of the things he talks about is his near death experience when in 1999 a reckless driver struck him while he walked along the right shoulder of Route 5 in Maine. On 19 June 1999, Brian Smith hit Stephen King with his van because Smith was distracted by his rotweiller nosing into a cooler filled with meat. You can’t make this stuff up.

I’ve thought about writing a scenario for my protagonist where he has to do some undercover work. Some reviewers on YouWriteOn.com have told me that a forester carrying a gun sounds far-fetched. California State Park Rangers started carrying guns about 30 years ago (if memory serves). I had one issued to me for about that long. If you wear a uniform and have to enforce laws in remote places where people are and dope is grown or cooked. … Well, let’s just say it goes with the territory.

Still, I don’t think I could write an undercover scenario as odd as Takin’ Bacon that Lee Lofland wrote on the Lipstick Chronicles.

2007 Bulwer-Lytton Contest Winners

The Department of English & Comparative Literature at the California State University of San Jose State University has announced the 2007 winners of the Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest

The winner of 2007 Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest is Jim Gleeson, a 47-year-old media technician from Madison, Wisconsin. According to the English Dept’s website, Gleeson is working on a self-help book for slackers, “Self-Improvement Through Total Inactivity.”

Here is the winning entry:
Gerald began–but was interrupted by a piercing whistle which cost him ten percent of his hearing permanently, as it did everyone else in a ten-mile radius of the eruption, not that it mattered much because for them “permanently” meant the next ten minutes or so until buried by searing lava or suffocated by choking ash–to pee.

The other winners can be found by clicking http://www.sjsu.edu/depts/english/2007.htm.

You may send your entries (for next year’s contest) electronically through the Contest’s Web site: http://www.bulwer-lytton.com/.