Big girls don't cry, they don't whine, and they sure don't pride. I need a new verb to reform those of us with active egos (and who happen to be overhauling novels).Image retrieved at Pride & Prejudice Blogspot
Active Ego says, "Your novel is fine as is! It's character driven, it's full of good scenes, it's got that slow, realistic climb to the crisis." Ego thinks I can argue this because I was raised by Harper Lee, who according to author of Mockingbird, Charles J. Shields, handed her editor a massive mess of anecdotes, not a story. When I say, "raised by Harper Lee," I mean it: not only did this book become my instant favorite at age 14 but I read and re-read it many, many times to teach it to students over the years. So it's a bit of a Bible to me. You can tell looking at the finished novel that Lee loves character and a thoughtful unraveling of plot. She loves every tiny moment that every secondary or tertiary member of Maycomb offers. How about Walter Cunningham; how about Calpurnia? Mrs. Dubose? Aunt Alexandra? How about townsfolk who serve up local flavor full of incisive themes, such as Mr. Dolphus Raymond: a man "guilty" of miscegenation and pretending drunkenness because "it helps folks if they can latch on to a reason" why a white man would marry a black woman.
I adore those languourous passages of character development, slowly unfolding like a humid summer day. She has many a side trail to show us Scout and Jem's little world, rich with love and hate and courage and racism. Active ego says, "Lee's your literary hero; it's okay to follow her lead!"
But I'm not writing an adult novel with a child protagonist. I'm writing YA. So what do the people want? Big girls must ask.
What the YA reader wants is story, glorious story, moving quickly, and not one you have to hunt or wait for. Quests and missions must move at a good pace--not necessarily breakneck--then head somewhere satisfying. Even if my protagonist plows along in some general direction with lots of interesting side trails, most of us aren't going to stick around to see the end of that journey. What with our limited time and attention spans, the average reader is more likely to prefer speed, high drama, and compelling action. Plus, I haven't heard rumors of a Slow Read Movement just yet.
Big girls must face this fact and follow good advice. I've called upon the talents of several excellent, critical readers--friends, family, writing group members--many of whom are quite well-read in a variety of genres. I had my economics and history and nonfiction reading crew; those who prefer thrillers and sci fi; those who like more amorphous, character-driven narrative. Literary readers. Whatever they're calling chick lit now readers. I heard from a few that the throughline needed clarity; that the story didn't really take off till a certain point, while hearing from others that the quirky band of characters and its ringleader, Wendy, kept them occupied. Then a new reader took up my manuscript with fresh eyes and said two key words: external conflict. And I went back to my story and saw that there were various clashes that surged like sparklers and soon burnt out.
If you commit to an E.C., there must be a significant clash. It must motivate the character and direct the narrative. stream through the narrative, keeping readers there to find out what happens next.
YA demands a clear narrative that clings to the big E.C. and doesn't let go.
Now I'm mapping internal and external conflicts of the protagonist in every scene using index cards I can revise and shuffle. I pose the conflicts as questions Wendy must answer with her actions. I color code the E.C. and the I.C. inside my manuscript as Wendy faces both throughout the narrative. I've moved key scenes from the middle or last third to the front. I've written new scenes. And through it all, Wendy's making a commitment to her goals with more intensity and follow through so that readers will want to follow her.
Some authors would have outlined from the start, but that's not how my mind works. I tend to write and think in concrete, random ways: specific scenes and reams of dialogue inundate me, and they all connect to one another in one beauteous, tangled web. So if I start all webby, I must end sequential. And Ego may say, "That's just not my style to outline," but guess what? I'm using the concrete, fluid method of index cards, which feels more tangible and full of possibilities, which is how I like to write my scenes. Now there is method in my concrete random madness. Now there's an outline, slowly growing on my terms.
Ripping a manuscript limb from limb is, to say the least, humbling. Ain't no room for ego in that mess. First I cut the 40,000 words, and for that, I patted myself on the back. But that wasn't enough. What I'm doing now is what big girls must do if they want to finish strong.
Writing Prompts:
-- Who is your literary hero, and how has s/he influenced your writing? Find a passage that still rings in your head when you're talking or writing. The quotable passage may well be speaking to your writing. How?
-- How do the characters of your favorite novel both express personality and "local flavor" while also pursuing a compelling goal? Find a moment in the story when characters are expressing these three elements of story (characterization, setting, plot) simultaneously.
-- Flip through To Kill a Mockingbird or another favorite classic novel and land on a scene. List the external conflict, the internal conflict, and the two answers that the scene gives.
-- Do you outline or do you free write? Do you web, draw, color code, or use cards? How do you structure a large piece of writing? Why do you think this method works for you?
-- What is Scout's internal and external conflict throughout the novel? Atticus' and Jem's?
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Hey, Tech World: Don't Forget the Human Touch
"RSS is dead. Blogs are dead. The web is dead.
Good."
Seth Godin, "Bring Me Stuff That's Dead, Please."
If you're a teacher or a writer feeling a bit behind on the ever-spinning hamster wheel of technology, you're not alone. Thank goodness for marketing innovator Seth Godin's insight that the "drive-by technorati"--those who would tell us the tech we're using is "so yesterday"--shouldn't rule our lives.
Writers are harassed with reminders to tweet, post, network, friend, blog, vlog...I'm sure I'm missing the latest verb our tech revolution has created. Teachers are told they're not only the reason for failing schools but they should get hip to the latest tech without any funds. I just taught a workshop at the NCAGT conference reminding teachers to avoid "tech for tech's sake" even as I shared predictions that half of all high school courses will be taught online in less than a decade. As I shared various ways Duke University Talent Identification Program helps students learn online, whether independent study or with instructors, I also said we shouldn't rush the Web if face-to-face teaching serves us best.
"Face-to-face"? "Real-time" and "synchronous" teaching? There was a time when teaching lacked such adjectives. We assumed of course that experience would be live, together, and very human.
As a writer, I love blogs. I love the innovation of e-readers. I love that we can create trailers and fan fiction and other platforms for readers and authors to engage. But my daily mantra is also, I am enough, I do enough, and where you're at with tech today is JUST FINE.
Are you spending more time grooming and learning tech than you are spending time being with others?
I introduced my workshop by waving my husband's old-school watch dangling from my wrist and telling participants I'm too embarrassed to show them my cell, a fat little 99-cent Kyocera used for emergencies. I said, "I'm not a techie. But, let me tell you how we should work, think, and behave should we go online..."
Soon we'll all be online, all the time. Where else are we headed? Phones in our ears, smartphones in our palms, everything connected. If that's so, then the essential questions are, How human are we in midst of these machines? Are we still laying hands on one another to greet? Are we still making eye contact and smiling?
In my novel ST. MICHAEL, PRAY FOR US, Wendy Redbird Dancing is a teen who hates what she calls this "useless Age of Noughts." She watches her peers in the high school halls and comments, "Everyone's ogling phones, caressing tiny keyboards, heads bent forward into screens. Never cut from electrical umbilicals..." Meanwhile, she's plugged into a iPod beneath her hoodie, because she's afraid to deal with other people straight up. She needs the cloak and soundtrack of St. Michael's (Michael Jackson's) music.
For today, how long was I plugged in to tech yet removed? When all I or anyone really wants is to reach out and touch someone? ('80's kids, you can't forget this AT & T commercial.) As Doug Chapel's cartoon says so well, "All this communication and yet we're all so totally separated from one another"...
Long live the human touch.
Good."
Seth Godin, "Bring Me Stuff That's Dead, Please."
If you're a teacher or a writer feeling a bit behind on the ever-spinning hamster wheel of technology, you're not alone. Thank goodness for marketing innovator Seth Godin's insight that the "drive-by technorati"--those who would tell us the tech we're using is "so yesterday"--shouldn't rule our lives.
Writers are harassed with reminders to tweet, post, network, friend, blog, vlog...I'm sure I'm missing the latest verb our tech revolution has created. Teachers are told they're not only the reason for failing schools but they should get hip to the latest tech without any funds. I just taught a workshop at the NCAGT conference reminding teachers to avoid "tech for tech's sake" even as I shared predictions that half of all high school courses will be taught online in less than a decade. As I shared various ways Duke University Talent Identification Program helps students learn online, whether independent study or with instructors, I also said we shouldn't rush the Web if face-to-face teaching serves us best.
"Face-to-face"? "Real-time" and "synchronous" teaching? There was a time when teaching lacked such adjectives. We assumed of course that experience would be live, together, and very human.
As a writer, I love blogs. I love the innovation of e-readers. I love that we can create trailers and fan fiction and other platforms for readers and authors to engage. But my daily mantra is also, I am enough, I do enough, and where you're at with tech today is JUST FINE.
Are you spending more time grooming and learning tech than you are spending time being with others?
I introduced my workshop by waving my husband's old-school watch dangling from my wrist and telling participants I'm too embarrassed to show them my cell, a fat little 99-cent Kyocera used for emergencies. I said, "I'm not a techie. But, let me tell you how we should work, think, and behave should we go online..."
Soon we'll all be online, all the time. Where else are we headed? Phones in our ears, smartphones in our palms, everything connected. If that's so, then the essential questions are, How human are we in midst of these machines? Are we still laying hands on one another to greet? Are we still making eye contact and smiling?
In my novel ST. MICHAEL, PRAY FOR US, Wendy Redbird Dancing is a teen who hates what she calls this "useless Age of Noughts." She watches her peers in the high school halls and comments, "Everyone's ogling phones, caressing tiny keyboards, heads bent forward into screens. Never cut from electrical umbilicals..." Meanwhile, she's plugged into a iPod beneath her hoodie, because she's afraid to deal with other people straight up. She needs the cloak and soundtrack of St. Michael's (Michael Jackson's) music.
For today, how long was I plugged in to tech yet removed? When all I or anyone really wants is to reach out and touch someone? ('80's kids, you can't forget this AT & T commercial.) As Doug Chapel's cartoon says so well, "All this communication and yet we're all so totally separated from one another"...
Long live the human touch.
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