I’m writing a new novel. Well, “writing” can mean several things. At this moment it means that I’m researching and putting together character sketches. As I said before, I’m not ready for the actual writing (which we call “drafting” in the biz).
Another thing I do at this stage in the novel writing process is what I like to call “pre-writing”. It’s when I try on the voice of my protagonist (the main character). When I stretch out a little into a scene or two that have been bouncing around while I fold laundry or wash dishes.
It’s also when I decide from what point of view I want to write. First person (where the character narrates) or third (where a non-character who is pretty much a know-it-all tells the story).
I’ve only ever written novels in the first person. I decided I’d try a little third in my pre-writing.
What came out was detached, frilly flowers of words. It didn’t match the story I’m trying to tell at all.
That’s when I remembered Walt Whitman.
So, you know what I did? I tried writing in the first person. The frills fell off. The flowers wilted. The lace snagged and got pulled all out of shape. What I got was grit.
Let me tell you something, I like writing with grit.
It’s the style I love to read, too.
I mean, I’ll read something now and then with the smallest amount of lace on the sleeve. But it’s also cool if that lace gets a little blood stain on it here or there.
Back to work.
Hope you have a great day!
Hey, do you like books with lace or grit? Or maybe even a little of both? Do you agree with Walt Whitman?