Revision--bane or boundary bender? Sounds about right to me. When you embark upon revision whether it's a reread and polish of the paragraph you've just written or a revamp of the full draft of a novel, you approach it with trepidation and frustration--right? Well, most people do. If you dive in eager to see what new things take shape, then you're probably in the minority. And since I've never been one to fit into the "in-crowd," let me take this opportunity to invite you all to go on a bender. No, not the Hemingway route to inspiration (Sorry, Ernie!), but the boundary testing bender that allows you to treat revision as an opportunity to discover what might be dwelling in the cracks of your unconscious and waiting to come out.
Attitude is everything--we've heard this adage applied to sales pitches, athletic performance, and nearly every other human endeavor, why should revision be any different? The way you see revision directly effects how you will experience the process. If you treat revision as an artistic re-envisioning of your work that allows you to explore new territory and expand on what you've already written and/or learned, then it came be a much more fulfilling and exhilarating experience. If you look at the process as drudgery or the correction of mistakes, then it will be just that-- a bit like the writer's version of self-flagellation ((Need a definition for that implied metaphor? click here).
I know of a writer who worked for years on a novel, then rewrote it a short story and got it published. Another writer and friend of mine writes a first draft, puts it in a drawer, then starts over. Most of my writer friends labor over revision, fervently trying to get it right. I love Janet Wong's response to that idea. I'm paraphrasing her here, but she says, "Revision isn't about getting it right. It's about finding other ways to do it." Want to know more about Janet? Check out her website.
For me, I like to think of revision as the mental equivalent of doing an archaeological dig in your subconscious. When an archeologist sifts through a dig, s/he is uncovering the story of a former life/culture one artifact at a time. Over time, the dig will reveal new pieces of evidence that completely changes the way we interpret the culture/people who lived there. It's these discoveries in fiction that can really cause us to see our own work in new ways.
Let me offer a few examples from my own work. When I wrote The Keening, a supernatural historical novel set in Maine during the influenza pandemic, I created a loner protagonist who discovers that she shares a secret ability with her father that she learns about after her mother dies and her uncles try to have her eccentric father committed to an asylum so they can sell their family home and buy another fishing boat to add to the family business. (How's that for a run-on sentence? Perhaps I should revise it? Nah.). In the original version, Lyza (the loner) had no friends because she was shunned by people who misjudged her dad and she meets a boy on the road at the end of the story who is a part of the big reveal. The responses I kept getting from editors about the story was that it was too moody and remote-- it needed more immediacy. I figured a friendship would make Lyza's situation more immediate and accessible to readers by offering a foil for Lyza, so I went back into the story and made that young boy on the side of the road into her best friend. In so doing, I had to weave him into the story in a way that made him seem as if he was there from the very beginning. As I moved through the novel chapter by chapter, I found places for him to just walk right in. In fact, until the conclusion of the novel, I didn't have to restructure the plot to bring him in-- it was as if he was meant to be there all along. In fact, he seemed to fill voids I'd seen, but didn't know how to address until he came along. I call these "expansion joints"-- places in a story that appear like Diagon Alley. You think to yourself--where did that come from? But once you enter them, they feel as natural as if they've always been there.
Expansion joints are just one of the many possibilities for discovery. Exploring these areas of a manuscript can also lead you to discover new things about your work that turns you in a whole new direction. In addition to being an outsider in her own community, Lyza fears travel and never wants to leave her family home on the ocean. Originally, the novel ended with her embracing the idea of venturing beyond her home, but the exploration of this new friendship and his fascination with urban life leads Lyza to venture to "the big city." This change made her a far more active part of the resolution of the story. As a result, revising the story to include this friendship lead to a whole new ending organically. I was as surprised by the turn of events as I hope my readers were. It's this type of experimentation and discovery that can make revision quite a bit of fun.
It can also be a learning experience. For longer than I'd care to admit, I've been tyring to write a retelling of the myth of Cassandra in a coal mining community in Virginia in 1911. It wasn't until an inspiring conversation with a poet friend about the boundaries between a novel-in-verse and a thematic collection of narrative poetry that I fully embraced the idea that I could write this story in verse. Once I started it, I realized the story fit the medium and it came alive on the page. I can't say where the revision process will take me with this story because I just started the process--a literary journey that I'm personally looking forward to. While I'm off revising-- feel free to share your insights and ideas about revising. I'd love to hear your ideas!
Here's to the new places revision takes us!
Author A. LaFaye is known for wandering -- both physically by traveling here and there and back again to visit schools, speak at conferences, and visit a zoo or two along the way AND mentally when she goes off topic on a wordy little tangent about who knows what. Read and find out.
Thursday, September 20, 2012
Sunday, July 22, 2012
You Are My World: Character Development as World Building
As a historical novelist, I often get asked, "When do you know if you've done enough research?"
My apologies to the historical novelists who want to know more about doing research--that's not the topic today. I'm actually going to talk about another aspect of my answer to this question. I know it's time to start writing when I can see the world as my character would see it.
It's so jarring when you start reading a historical novel and the character is more like a modern kid in a historical world than a historical figure, so it's essential that I can see the historical setting I'm writing about as if I were someone from that era which includes his/her pscyhological approach as well as his/her view of the times. I refer to this as character's worldview.
Character worldview is an element of character development that is quite a bit like world building from one character's perspective. Then again, should know the worldview of all of the characters in your story so, it would be more accurate to say it's world building one character at a time.
Let's talk about what goes into worldview. For starters, imagine you're in an art gallery, standing with a group of folks looking at a work of art that reminds you of the days when you used to use your scissors to shave old crayons onto wax paper,* then your teacher used an iron to melt them into an elementary school version of a stain glassed window. The guy next to you starts going on about existential expressions of color and a girl at the end is standing close enough to smell the paint, wondering if the artist mixed his own colors. Meanwhile, a lady with three colored pencils holding her bun in place is texting a friend in Fiji to say she needs a good recipe for spiked fruit punch for a party she's hosting for a 100 close friends and one tempermental art critic. Here, we see an example of worldview at work--each person looking (or pretending to look) at this work of art has a unique perspective on it.
It is a character's unique view of the world invoked by a work of fiction that allows us to see our own world in a new light. For this reason, you need to develop your characters' individual view of the world which is an expression of voice, character motivation, and backstory. We see the world the way we do because of our own life experiences-- to understand a character's perspective on the world-- we need to know how past experiences have shaped him/her, how s/he would describe things, and what motivates each character to see things in a certain way.
Take this scene from Nissa's Place (Milkweed) as an example. Look at how the differences in worldview between these two best friends shapes this scene. Follow me to Louisiana in 1935, to go flower picking with Nissa Bergen and her best friend (maybe) Mary Carroll:
A bit later, Mary came bounding out
onto the porch in a dress with her hair dangling down her back. She even had her school shoes on. “Hey there, Nissa!”
“What
are you wearing?” I walked around her to
take a good look.
“Nothing
fancy.” She tried to look all modest,
but she kept smiling like she’d just won a cake walk and claimed a triple
decker chocolate cake with coconut frosting for her prize.
“You
can’t go picking flowers in that.” I
pointed at her dress. “You’ll get it all
full of stickers and you could rip it.”
“We
might meet someone while we’re out picking flowers,” Mary announced. “I don’t want to look like some crop picking
boy.” She waved at my overalls, averting
her eyes like my clothes were unfit to even look at.
“Who
are we going to meet that’s going to give an owl’s hoot what we’re wearing?”
Mary
bowed her head, then did a weird kind of half turn like she’d gone soft in the
hips or something. “Gary Journiette,” she whispered.
“Gary
Journiette?” I laughed. “The boy who
wears britches so full of holes you could use them as a fish net?”
“He
does no such thing. Gary wears fine
clothes.”
“Are
you blind as well as stupid?” I shook my
head. “Just last week, I saw him walking
down Quince Road wearing a shirt with the pockets flapping in the breeze like
two string tied butterflies.”
“Stop
trash talking Gary!”
“All
right.” I leaned in close so I could see
the sweat on Mary’s nose well enough to count each bead. “But in that thing your thighs will be
sweating like a boiler tender in no time.
I’m not listening to you complain about prickly heat for the next three
weeks.” As I gave Mary a piece of my
mind, I noticed a smell. Not a stench
really, but a nose biting odor that struck me as a cross between pine sap and
baking soda. “What is that smell?”
“Perfume.”
“Per-what?” My ears felt like they’d been turned inside
out. “Do you want every wing flapping
bug in Tucumsett Parish to be swarming around us while we’re flower picking?”
“It’s
pretty.”
“It
stinks! And I’m not going anywhere with
anybody wearing no perfume!”
“Fine
then. I won’t go picking with you, Nissa
Bergen! I’ll go all by myself.”
“You
do that.” I turned and walked off.
Stomping
down Quince Road with my bucket knocking me in the knees, I thought, God, what
now? Do I have to give up my best friend
too? First Mama, now Mary Carroll. Everybody was leaving me in one way or the
other. At the open field on the far side
of Sutton’s Creek, I realized I’d cursed at God. Shaking my head, I tried to clear out all my
anger. Just let out into the air so it
could fly off somewhere.
Dropping
to the ground, I stared up into the sky.
Why do people have to be so dumb?
It was a question to God, really.
My way of apologizing for accusing Him of taking my best friend
away. He did no such thing. It was Mary who was leaving me of her own
accord. Just like Mama. What I didn’t understand was why Mary would
be such a fool on account of Gary Journiette.
No man’s worth prickly heat and more bug bites than a toad’s got
warts. Why can’t she just be the same
old Mary and do her courting with Gary?
Mary and Gary, I said their names over in my head, then rolled over to
bury my face in the grass. Their stupid
names rhymed. Darn if they weren’t
doomed to be married off some day. I
hated man-to-woman love - - all that silly flirting, courting, kissing, and
swapping insides. Not to mention the
fighting, leaving, and divorcing part of it all. People called it romantic love like it was
something spectacular, but for me romance was a kind of insanity you never
recovered from. I prayed right then that
I’d never look at a boy and think of courting for my entire life. Assured that I was safe from future insanity
due to courting, I stood up, then set off to pick flowers all by myself.
Next, we come to voice-- "Who's going to give an owl's hoot" is a distinctly Nissa saying. I know because I made it up just for her. Using unique turns of phrase that sound natural to the person, time period, and place is a great way to evoke dialect, era, and establish character voice simultaneously. Likewise, Mary's more formal work choice and use of diction (until she's angry enough to tell Nissa to stop trashtalking Gary) shows a difference in her voice and within it becuase very few people use just one voice throughout their lives--we all code switch when moving from one sphere of our life to another or from one emotion to the other.
An additional aspect of voice to consider is the use of descriptive and figurative language--Nissa says Mary "kept smiling like she’d just won a cake walk and claimed a triple decker chocolate cake with coconut frosting for her prize" and Mary says she doesn't wan to look like some "crop picking boy" which distinguishes their voices and builds their world at the same time becuase we know they live in an agrarian society that still has cake walks (think musical chairs with cakes as a prize).
Speaking of revealing things-- when characters share their worldview they also unveil something of their psychological motivation. Mary never comes straight out and says she is wearing a dress because she wants to attract the romantic attentions of one Gary Journiette, but we know this because of what she says and does, so we infer it from the slant of her dialogue and behavior. We also know a lot about Nissa's psychological reaction to Mary's courting tendencies because of how she views romance as "an insanity you never recover from."
Knowing the worldviews of each character in a given scene, story, or novel allows you to add layers of tension, irony, and meaning within the text. It also provides you with a way to add complexity and depth to your secondary and tertiary characters to up the ante in terms of the realism of your worldbuilding whether you're writing a mystery, fantasy, or historical story.
Overall, worldview not only allows readers to see the world in a new light, but it allows them to emerse themsleves in the lives of other people without being accused of eavesdropping. Please let me know if you have any questions-- I love questions, especially if they cause me to learn new things becuase the more we know, the more we can imagine, the more we can imagine, the more we can create!
Please share your own insights on worldview. I'd love to hear them!
Monday, June 18, 2012
If anyone's interested in the story behind the story with my novel Water Steps, please check out my contribution to CLN's Bookscope The Literary Ripple Effect. If you don't know CLN, feel free to browse their site and check it out. I highly recommend the organization and applaud all they do to celebrate and honor children's literature.
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
A friend of mine, Veda Boyd Jones, asked me for advice on how to bounce back from rejection. She's writing an article on the subject. I'll share what I sent to her, but I'd love to hear what other folks have to share about their own approach to dealing with rejection.
Whether it’s being picked last for the team or being told your plot is
too confusing to follow, rejection is always an arrow to the heart. And with such injuries, you can respond by donning
armor and attitude. First, feel free to
say, ouch! Who wouldn’t with a proverbial arrow
sticking out of your chest? Once you’ve
acknowledged the sting, arm yourself with the fact that any rejection is part
opinion, part market analysis, and part literary response. It’s your job to figure out how much of each
is at the base of it. If the comments
reflect a reader based response like, “I’m not that fond of …,” then you can
surmise that that portion of the rejection is personal. Some editors aren’t fond of certain genres or
even certain things. I had an editor reject a book of mine because one of the
characters was elderly and she wasn’t that fond of old people! If the editor talks about having a tough time
selling marketing on the idea or calls it a “quiet” book or mentions its lack of broad appeal, then you know the issue
is marketing. On the other hand, if the editor
critiques the craft – the development of the characters, the plot, etc, then
you know the issue was the level of development. It also helps to get a variety of opinions—do
you see a pattern in the types of responses editors are giving you? Then follow the pattern where it leads you.
In response, find an editor who loves what
you’re writing based on other books s/he has worked on; seek a publisher who
markets the type of book you’re writing (different publishers have different
target audiences); and/or hone the craft of your manuscript.
Above all, remember that what you are is a writer, it’s a part of you—what you
write is a product and when an editor critiques your work—it’s not you that’s
being critiqued, it’s just one thing you’ve written and that story may or may
not merge into something new over its lifetime. You certainly have plenty more
to say in the many stories you’ll write over your lifetime, so don’t take it
personally—publishing is part of the profession of being an author, writing is
our passion. Focus on the passion and
leave the book selling to the professionals.
Friday, June 8, 2012
Well, we can all tell that A. LaFaye is not with it. She can't keep up with slang-- she's still hung up on the impressive fact that "twit" has meant the same thing for nearly 900 years. That a lot to say for any word. I mean look at "weird" and how many times it's changed its meaning-- well, actually we changed it-- us talking and writing folks. Well, most people blame Shakespeare, but I'm not one for bandwagons, so I'll just blame Fancis Bacon. Seriously, though, I'm sorry I haven't been blogging on my blog, but I've never been one for that either. I won't offer any empty promises of intending to write more often--afterall, I can't even remember my New Year's resolution at this point, so how can I, in good conscience, say I'll remember my blog site password and actually post regularly to this thing. Let's just say my words aren't the only thing to wander like my thoughts, the point of this blog, or my mind. So, I'm off to wander about . Hopefully, I 'llwander back soon. I hope you're well and reading and/or writing facscinating things. Do tell me aobut them.