By Martina Swift
Writing exercise inspired by this photo. A piece of random graffiti on a bridge on the M25 that circles London has now become a landmark of sorts. But what does it actually mean? This question was explored, and here is one result.
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‘Give Peas a chance’
Peas was an elf who fell out with Father Christmas, he wanted to rule the kingdom in the North Pole. He stole away one Christmas eve, not before sabotaging the toy making factory at Lapland.
Christmas was cancelled for all the boys and girls all over the world. Father Christmas had to issue a statement apologising to every child. Peas’ photograph was posted in many local newspapers. After many weeks of searching for Peas, a £1 000 000 reward was offered for the safe capture of rascal Peas.
All the boys and girls started a facebook petition for Peas, they demanded a pardon. They didn’t really mind going without toys for just one Christmas!
‘Forgiveness’ they pleaded. The petition increased in hundreds of thousands every day and Peas’ mug shot was shared on facebook over and over again.
‘Give Peas a chance!’ they cried.
One dark night , Peas crept out of hiding and wrote the words ‘Give Peas a chance’ on the bridge he knew Father Christmas would be going past there later the next day.
What could he do? He thought.
He wasn’t really repentant, he wanted to get back in the fold so he could make a better plan to usurp Father Christmas from his mighty throne!
Peas had to think of a cunning plan, a plan which would help him take command, show those spoilt, over indulged children how much hard work went into making toys.
The children sent messages of peace to Peas, offers to mediate between Peas and Father Christmas so they could become friends again.
There were children crying in the news, crying because of the break-up of two good friends not because they had no toys?
Peas was really puzzled!
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Tuesday, 30 June 2015
Tuesday, 10 June 2014
World-building vs Atmosphere . . .
By Belle Noire:
Have you ever noticed that your story is lacking something? It’s
frustrating when you’ve built a world that you feel is incredible, and yet
still, still, there is something
missing. You have your setting; you have your currencies; you have your
language especially designed to reflect the fact that your characters belong to
a race of beings with split tongues, or no lips; your character morphology and
intellect and emotion reflects the environment (or not, if that is the central
struggle); in short, you have built a world entire, and yet with all of this
development and consideration and creativity, THERE IS STILL SOMETHING WRONG.
Have you considered atmosphere?
Yes, yes, of course the stuff they breathe, but more than
that. If you have created a fantastic world like the one above, and yet haven’t
given it an atmosphere, it can very much lead the reader to believe that it is
just a bog standard world not much different from her own. It can leave the
reader feeling that the world-building is somehow incomplete. In certain
genres, like horror, lack of atmosphere can be absolutely fatal, particularly
if your subject is esoteric; and lack of atmosphere is why some paranormal
horror stories fall flat despite the plot. Nonetheless, atmosphere is useful in
all genres. And yet, because it is so subtle, it is often the most difficult
thing to include, because the nuances of a world are the easiest things to
overlook.
For instance—
The cricket in the forest; do you hear it? Do your readers?
What about the rustle of the leaf or the smell of the rotting log it’s hiding
under? You don’t have to write about these things explicitly, but you certainly
have to evoke them so that the reader knows they are there, so that they are
represented in the reader’s inner vision of your world. In fact, where
atmosphere is concerned, delicacy is everything. Lengthy descriptions often
bore the reader, and while you may think you are creating a world for her, it’s
often better to let the reader do it for herself.
When a reader gets a feeling from a story, it’s the nuances
that she gleans from the language that shape her feelings even if she misses
other clues. We create that atmosphere with language, by choosing the right
word to evoke the feelings needed. You don’t choose happy words for a horror
piece; but beyond that, even within the pool of appropriate words, you have to
dive for the one that can say a sentence’s worth by itself. Lack may work, but void is more intense. In that one little word is a whole religion’s
worth of subtext and psychology, subtle and nuanced and weighted from 2000
years of use, and you’d be a fool not to use that for your own ends. Atmosphere
comes from choosing those weighted words, the words that evoke the images you
want without having to describe them. Subtlety is, after all, the whole point.
Often, though, this subtlety is the reason we overlook them
in our everyday lives, and thus, our writing. The first way to develop
atmosphere is to start noticing it in your life. No doubt, at some point in
your life you will have come upon a situation in which people described the
atmosphere as “electric” or “heavy” or “charged” or “thick”. Think about what
these terms are describing: they are metaphors, certainly, but are there
physical responses on which these metaphors are based? A “heavy” atmosphere,
for example, is a description of a reaction to stress, which prompts a
physiological response similar to that of bearing a weight: changes in posture,
body temperature, blood pressure and pulse rate, and more subtly, changes in breathing
and pupil response. Yes, these things are understated and easily missed, and
yet they all contribute to that amorphous thing called a “heavy” atmosphere. You
feel it even if you miss every one of those tiny clues on a conscious level.
Similarly, a reader should be able to get a feel for your story even if they
choose not to wade through your three page description of local geomorphology. Atmosphere
allows you to do away with long, boring descriptions and get to the heart of
the story. It's all in the words you choose.
Whatever, keep writing.
Thursday, 17 April 2014
Dance Like No One Is Watching . . .
By Belle Noire:
I struggle to write.
I’m sitting here with a blank page in
front of me, wondering what in the world I can write that anyone would be
interested in reading. Maybe no one will read it; there is a certain freedom in
that. But then, what’s the point of writing if no one does? I think that is the
central conundrum when you start to write: the simultaneous fear of being
ignored and getting attention is a big stumbling block, and not just for
writers. It’s all very well to trot out the old line of ‘dance like no one is
watching’ but it’s hard to find a reason to dance when no one is watching.
You’ve got two things to do here: you can suck it up and
find the self-belief that drives you on in the face of opposition, and you can
find people to read for you. The two work better in conjunction, but you need
at least one of them to get you through. If you are looking for a few friends
to look over your work, you can feel free to drop into our writers’ group, but
any group of friends who care enough to tell you the truth would work just as
well.
Hang on, did I say you had two options? Well of course,
there is another. You can do nothing.
Your call.
Whatever, keep writing.
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