I'm thinking a little bit right now about what makes story work for me. I'm not sure what it feels so important right now for me to define this, but I seem to have come to a place where I want to be able to say this is what works for me.
I want to be positive about this. It's easier, somehow, to say what doesn't work, than what does, maybe because for me what does work is so ephemeral.
But here's the list I have come up with this morning:
1. First, and more important than anything else, I need to feel close to the characters. I get all those terrifically written and crafted books but they don't work for me. I love books, no matter how flawed in other ways, where I feel every emotion the character feels, where I laugh and cry and mourn and hate and get angry with the characters.
2. Because I do so much editing myself, books need to be well edited. Oh, I don't mean the occasional spelling mistake - though if there's more than one or two, I'm usually looking for the next one, which spoils the book for me - I mean I don't get bumped out of the story by stupid mistakes, whatever they may be, that should have been caught be the writer, his or her first reader, or the editor, or the copy editor.
3. I love books that take me to the place. This for me isn't so much about setting, but about feel. Each place has a different feel - New York is different than Vancouver is different than San Francisco. The beaches in the South of France are different than the beaches in Hawaii or the west coast of North America. I want to feel as if I've been there. Details help but it's easy to get bogged down in them. I mean the thing that defines the place. You can't just say Vancouver is all about X, but you can write it into your story. So maybe I can say that I like books where the setting is another character, probably not the main character, but so intrinsic to the story that you remember it. Pat Conroy, Alice Hoffman, Michael Ondaatje and my friend, Lisa DiDio are masters at this.
4. I love great dialogue, so a writer who gets great dialogue on the page almost always sucks me in - whether or not the story itself lives up to the dialogue. Everyone talks about Elmore Leonard as a master of this craft and he is, but I think Dick Francis and Nora Roberts are also really good at it.
5. I'll go back to number 1 - character, character, character. Great characters make - or tell - great stories. Doesn't matter what else works or doesn't in a story for me - characters suck me in and I'm committed.
Kate
About Me
- Kate Austin
- I live on the ocean, write women's fiction, love to read so much that it's an addiction rather than a hobby (I read an average of a book a day). I live on the wet west coast so it's a good thing that I like to walk in the rain.
Showing posts with label Pat Conroy. Show all posts
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Monday, November 15, 2010
South of Broad, Pat Conroy
I'm a fan of Pat Conroy's writing and have been since very early on, though I have to admit that I became a huge fan with PRINCE OF TIDES.
I've had SOUTH OF BROAD on my TBR pile since it came out but was saving it - as I often do with books I'm truly looking forward to - for a special occasion. The special occasion was that my book club needed an alternate book to read and I suggested this.
I dove right into it, but have to admit that if it weren't for the book club thing, I probably would have given it up two pages in. For some reason, the prologue, short as it was, rubbed me the wrong way and felt way too contrived for my liking. Not that it wasn't beautiful writing, it was. Not that it wasn't, in some ways, vintage Pat Conroy, it was.
But I'm a reader who reads for story. I read - and love - literary fiction, but I tend to shy away from those writers whose language overwhelms the story. So I took a step back from this book right away - beautiful language but I wasn't hooked. In fact, the opposite happened.
The good news is thanks to my book club. I forced myself to finish, painfully, slowly and with great disappointment in my hear, the first five pages. Two pages into Chapter 1 I was hooked and I read the entire book, all 462 glorious pages of it, in less than two days. I LOVED it. It made me laugh. It made me cry. It made me cringe with disgust and it made me howl with anger. I LOVED it.
This is a book that bowled me over from beginning to end. Once the story began, I didn't want to put it down. I had to in a couple of places because I was weeping so hard I couldn't see the type. I had to in another couple of places because I was so pissed off at the actions of a character that I wanted to smack that character across the head and say smarten up, you idiot.
Now that's better than good writing, that's fabulous writing. And thanks again to my book club. I would have put this book down and missed one of the best reading experiences I've ever had. Oh, I know I would have come back to it eventually, but I'm glad I didn't have to wait.
Kate
I've had SOUTH OF BROAD on my TBR pile since it came out but was saving it - as I often do with books I'm truly looking forward to - for a special occasion. The special occasion was that my book club needed an alternate book to read and I suggested this.
I dove right into it, but have to admit that if it weren't for the book club thing, I probably would have given it up two pages in. For some reason, the prologue, short as it was, rubbed me the wrong way and felt way too contrived for my liking. Not that it wasn't beautiful writing, it was. Not that it wasn't, in some ways, vintage Pat Conroy, it was.
But I'm a reader who reads for story. I read - and love - literary fiction, but I tend to shy away from those writers whose language overwhelms the story. So I took a step back from this book right away - beautiful language but I wasn't hooked. In fact, the opposite happened.
The good news is thanks to my book club. I forced myself to finish, painfully, slowly and with great disappointment in my hear, the first five pages. Two pages into Chapter 1 I was hooked and I read the entire book, all 462 glorious pages of it, in less than two days. I LOVED it. It made me laugh. It made me cry. It made me cringe with disgust and it made me howl with anger. I LOVED it.
This is a book that bowled me over from beginning to end. Once the story began, I didn't want to put it down. I had to in a couple of places because I was weeping so hard I couldn't see the type. I had to in another couple of places because I was so pissed off at the actions of a character that I wanted to smack that character across the head and say smarten up, you idiot.
Now that's better than good writing, that's fabulous writing. And thanks again to my book club. I would have put this book down and missed one of the best reading experiences I've ever had. Oh, I know I would have come back to it eventually, but I'm glad I didn't have to wait.
Kate
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