For writers and readers, the devil
is not in the details, the world is. For far too long I have allowed myself to
believe something I heard repeatedly but never questioned; that being, too many
details in writing was the mark of an amateur. They just weren’t needed. They
killed the story I was told. They were boring, just a fill factor. What a
surprise I had when I read Chapter Three - Details, Details in Alice LaPlante’s
classic: The Making of a Story.
An unexamined belief is a guarantee
of limitation. The notions we accept without investigating are invariably those
that trip us up and hold us back. I accepted that details were something that
should be avoided, stick to the big picture I was told and then march your characters
into that and hope the reader makes that often serpentine journey with you. But
now I see how where you start each story is so significant. Do you start with
the big picture – the noble truths, the campaign, the issue that drives the
story and move to the specifics or do you begin with the specifics and then expand? If you do the latter, details are your major tools.
So do we write:
With
the beginning of World War II, Jeffrey Tomes, who had always wanted to be a soldier,
was secretly celebrating that his dream was about to come true.
Or do we write:
Jeffery
was curled in a half circle on his bed completely absorbed in a comic book he’d
found as part of someone’s weekly garbage set out in an alley he used as a
short cut to school. When he spotted a comic book on the top, he dug feverishly
through the box, rationalizing his lateness for school against the prospect of
finding one of his favorites. Three-quarters of the way down, there it was. A
Soldier of Fortune comic. What a find. Now on his bed, he licked the index finger on his left hand and stuck it on
the page corner insuring it turned without hesitation. For once the story started
to roll out, Jeffrey wanted nothing to stop it.
From the details, emerge the story.
From the details, emerge the characters. The details, like an old Biblical genealogy,
beget images and images deftly rendered beget familiarity and familiarity is
how a reader inserts himself into the developing story and brings with him a palette
of emotions that assures reality. The writer’s role is to get that process
started with every ounce of creativity he or she can engender.
But the message didn’t hit with its full
punch until LaPlante offered a writing exercise from John Gardner’s, The Art of Fiction. Here is that writing
exercise for you to experience first-hand what stands revealed when you are
forced to use only detail to create an image which in its own way tells the
story of a particular moment. Give it go. Here are the instructions:
Describe
a barn as seen by a man whose son has just been killed in a war. Do not mention
the son, or war or death. Do not mention the man who does the seeing. The result should be a powerful and disturbing
image, a faithful description of some apparently real barn, but one from
which the reader gets a sense of the father’s emotion; though exactly what that
emotion is he may not be able to pin down.
If you are a writer, this exercise
is definitely worth your time and effort, for if your experience is anything
like mine, you will feel like you have learned something that you could never
quite put your finger on before - what it is that master novelists are doing in
their writing that makes it so compelling.
If you would like to read my
attempt at this exercise, click here.
Wow ... really something to think about Christina! Thank you for sharing it!
ReplyDeleteIt really was an eye-opener. Glad you too now have the opportunity to reflect on it and be amazed.
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ReplyDeleteI understand that Alice's publisher will re-title the next edition. It will be called, GETTING THE MAGIC OUT OF YOUR WRITING.
DeleteIt has been a while since you introduced me to Alice and told me to go outside and play with her. It took some time for me to do that. You see, Alice is a girl and boys aren't supposed to be playing with girls they don't know. Then I saw her on the playground and she was playing with John D., and Robert C, and Stephen K, and they were all swinging and hollering and having a lot of fun so what the heck... I joined up and I just wanted to say thank you... and now I have to go 'cause Alice and a bunch of new guys are out there on the playground and... and... thanks again... you're the best... the first, the last, my everything...
The playground is always more exciting with you there, my love.
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DeleteA wonderful reminder not to listen to the pundits. I was dragged into the scene with the detail.
ReplyDeleteRachelle, wonderful to receive your comment. You nailed it. There are many more pundits than sages but there are the experienced ones whose advice will keep us improving as writers. Thanks for adding your thoughts.
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