Sunday 23 September 2012

Your Point of View: N M Browne


She began the book with her characteristic rush of early enthusiasm, which as usual barely lasted beyond the second chapter. She wrote at speed, spurred on by the inspiration of the Olympics and the testosterone-fuelled enthusiasm for ‘personal bests.’ Within the month she had surpassed her own ‘pb’ and completed a piece of writing so turgid and dull that she despaired of ever editing it to her satisfaction.
 She attempts a change in tense. She sits at her laptop and tries to inject life into the story of her poor protagonist. It is hard, harder than it should be. She thinks about all the other books that she has written and changes her heroine’s name. When that doesn’t work she writes a short story. The short story is quite good, at least compared with the novel, which is  still terrible. She walks to the shop and buys more coffee. She cleans the house. She discovers that the laundry basket is not actually bottomless. The book is duller than ever and as the summer fades to autumn she finds her spirits sinking lower than the barometer.
I make a decision and change my point of view. Not that radically, I still hate my book though at least  my prose perks up. I am still drinking a lot of coffee, but I am less morose and I have stopped whinging about my inability to work. I begin to see what might be done, how the blasted thing could be beaten - violently so that it is light as a meringue. Books are trickier than meringues and the lighter they are the more effort they take to get off the ground.  
 I was perhaps too optimistic too early. It was the tense. I was tense - obviously - not working always makes me tense, but the present tense was a little too tricksy for a romantic, frothy tale. It was too earnest and literary. I needed to find an easy natural voice, and I thought this first person past tense would work. Of course I underestimated the effort involved: simple is always hard. I was very tempted to cut my losses but you know how it is. 
You start something and you want to finish it. You pride yourself on being a professional, on doing what you set out to do. You consider turning your fluffy romance into a crime novel as it better fits your mood. 
You knew that the plot was never that strong and your protagonist never that likeable. You brewed more coffee and drank the whole six cup cafetiere’s worth. You wished you smoked, perhaps that would have worked: nothing else had. You considered locking yourself in a small room without internet access. Maybe past tense was better after all  and just maybe, you speculated, your protagonist was more believable in third person?
  It all depends on your point of view...

8 comments:

Bill Swears said...

Difficult to follow, the path of the writer is. The true path of third person past follow you must. If once you allow your prose to flow down the ways of first, second, or present tense, there can be no return. Save your babies you might, yet all that they have stood for will be lost.

JO said...

Some things just need to sit in the 'needs work' corner of the computer for a year or so! (Please tell me I'm not the only one with a bulging 'needs work' corner?)

Penny Dolan said...

All I can say is "absolute sympathy!"

Joan Lennon said...

It's wrong to take pleasure in another's woe, but I really enjoyed this post - thanks!

Stroppy Author said...

JO - you are not. I think every corner of my computer is devoted to the 'needs work' pile.

Empathy, Nicky!

Linda Strachan said...

Great post, Nicky - we've all been there. I think of the 'needs work corner' as 'composting.'

C.J.Busby said...

Fantastic post, made me laugh so hard I spilled my 6-cup cafetiere all over my desk.

Sarah Taylor-Fergusson said...

Sympathy. Empathy. Coffeee.