Saturday, November 29, 2014

29 Nov




Of all the things a writer does, some of which may go unrecognized, there is one thing above all that I think deserves more of the pat on the back than all the rest. And that is believing in the story. It could take a month, three months, half a year, a year or more to write it, and he/she does it all on their own, and their belief is what carries them across that long journey, all on their own. 

Any movie based on a novel, or any novel, or movie with a writer, or two ... someone had to believe in that. And they did enough, so that it got done. And it may not even end up being well-received by the readers or audience. Or it might. But someone had to believe in it for it to be there. 

When all is finally said and done, and it comes time for the writer to pass the story on to their first readers (before releasing it to the broad public), that's when it starts to become a group activity. But until then, the writer works in solitude. (Solitude that is, in this world—after all, he's in the company of his characters the whole way through—there's Joe, or Jillian, or the captain of the pirate ship, or Simon who's working to save the day.) And it's a matter of discovery the whole way. All he has to do is (a) be able to LOOK, so that he can uncover and see the story, and (b) WRITE it down in the best way he sees fit, a way that hopefully will be engaging, enlightening and entertaining to the readers. 

And this is all to say nothing of whatever energy and time he puts into the research he does for the writing of the story. 

If there ever was a one-man show which needed balls, this is it. 

But it's also an enjoyable and entertaining activity. And, hopefully for all the writers out there, also very rewarding. 




Sunday, November 16, 2014

16 Nov 2014


When I was a kid and writing a lot, I was always in these other worlds – not here in this world as much. Now, I am rarely in those other worlds, and mostly in this world. Not that this world is bad – there are some screwed-up things about it, but overall, there are a lot of good things about it. 

While we could say there are really no limits in this world, there are definitely none in those other worlds. And as a writer, I have freedom to go between them. I just would rather be in those other worlds more often than not.

It's a technical point that doesn't need to be mentioned, but I think when a writer is in those other worlds, he/she is actually still in this world as well. At the same time, we're in this world and in that world. 

The trick is just to write down what you see. Write it down in a way that will be understood to the readers and which of course is engaging. 




Tuesday, November 4, 2014

4 Nov 2014



In one sense, writing is dirty work. Drudge work. There's some slave master over you, which is the story, and whether it's got a whip or not, there you are, digging, sweeping, sweating, possibly not eating or sleeping well, and all you're supposed to do is write the story down. Actually you've got to get it down right. Because if you don't see it enough, and don't look enough, and dig and sweep and brush properly, then you might have more re-work than necessary. So you sweat to do it as right as you can the first time. And it can be a long, lonely job, if it's a long piece. But you put in as much time as you can so it won't take longer than it needs to. And the entire time you're not sure how the reader and audience will like it. But you discover the story and you write it as is, and as best as you can. And you believe in it. 

And finally after you're done that first excavation and report, you then have to back out and go away for a while. And take a break when the last thing you wanna do after all that work and getting to the end is go away and take a break. But you have to, to recuperate and to be able to come back to the written report with fresh eyes and fresh spirit. 

And you come back after some time, and you review the whole report—the written form of the story. (Because the story is the story—it's not the written work. The written work is only your best job of putting the story into words.) And with fresh eyes and fresh spirit, a cup of fresh coffee (or many cups), you go through the thing from start to finish. And at this point you've got to see it from a new reader's viewpoint. And make sure it's clear enough, and most importantly that the story comes through. And cut what's not the story. 

And then finally, it's ready to be presented to the very First Reader, that special someone. Or a few. And you might be exhausted, and you give it to them, and you probably don't care, but you always do care. 

You know that the story is there and we're ironing this thing out so it's a final product and ready for the world. 

Long trip. Work. Not a walk in a nice park. Although it may be exciting and fun to write, whether slow or fast, it is work and it's dirty work. No one is catering to you. It's all on you and for a long time you're alone in the whole thing. 

Alone that is, except for the company of the people in the story. In the story world you're there, you're with the characters and you're being characters. But in this world, the world we all live in, you're alone for some time. And that's the world we all count as real. The story world is real only to you—to you, yourself and you, as the writer, while you're writing. And that real-to-you feeling had better be powerful enough to carry you through. Because after the end, you just never know to how many others it will become real.