Friday, July 6, 2012

Keep a blog, they said...

...it'll be good for you, they said. And then Google keeps highlighting the writing. Anyone knows how to keep random sections of my prose from turning white, I will be so so happy if you'd tell me.

Okay, angstpost coming up. 

I'm getting very vexed with the fetishes in the writing profession. They're presented to every young writer, and usually follow these lines: 

No adverbs (excuse me, I like me some adverbs. Shakespeare used adverbs. As long as they're not everywhere and copulating in the margins, you're good.), no italics (see previous), only use 'said' as an attribution (booooring), no semicolons (you can pry my semicolons out of my cold, dead hands, and even then I might come back as a zombie and bite you) and no cliches/figures of speech.

Yes, sparse prose is pretty. You know what else is pretty? Shakespeare. Les Miserables. The Aubrey/Maturin books. Les Miserables has so many adverbs in it you could probably still wind up with a 500 page book if you took everything but the adverbs out. How about The Three Musketeers? Exclamation points. Adverbs. Figures of speech. The Scarlet Pimpernel? Eh... I may be hurting my argument there. Lord of the Rings. Think about it, people. Just because it's the 'in' thing doesn't mean that anything that doesn't follow the rules is bad. The Canterbury Tales. Seriously, I mean Chaucer. Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Pride and Prejudice, for chrissake! Jane Austen does not give a delicate lady's shit for your extermination of adverbs, sir!

Basically, I'm getting disillusioned. I don't want to write the Next Great American Novel. I'm a scientist. I already have a career and a field with specific rules and vicious editors and puking sea urchins. Really, I don't want to be a master of the art of writing. I just want to write things that people can read on the bus or the train or listen to in traffic, and wonder about what's going to happen next and fret about the characters. I just want to make people's days a little brighter. I want to make stories. Not art. And I don't want to have to do it by a whole batch of arbitrary rules that really are taking the aspect of someone's Hemingway fetish gone way out of control. 

Good writing is not something you do by formula! (Oh, look an exclamation point. You may all proceed to faint now, at my use of that most hideous form of punctuation). If you write like shit, you'll still write like shit even if you excise all these things. If your characters are shallow or your plot absurd or you genrally idiotic, the lack of adverbs will not save you. These rules lead to a woodenness of expression, a general sameness of the written word. You're excising a part of speech, a punctuation, a way to add emphasis to your words, a variety to attribution. You are, to make a culinary comparison, making beef stroganoff without the vinegar or pepper. Sure, they're not strictly necessary, but the dish is going to be damn bland with none of it. 

But, you protest, you needen't excise everything! If you do it tastefully, sparsely...

Then why say never? That's inaccurate. Also, my argument still stands. A tasteful sampling of those most forbidden, dreaded parts of speech, of language, would do most delightful things to our wealth of literature. We needn't all write like Hemingway. 

Thus saying, I have most likely ruined all my chances for respect from my writing teachers forever. But I have been told I need more emotion in my writing. 

We'll see how that balances out.

4 comments:

  1. One of your writing teachers has enormous respect for this essay.

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  2. For the record you stories always brighten my day. :)

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  3. chortle, chortle snigger snick... and I see two typos!

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