Many writers struggle with descriptions. How much detail do you give? How important is it that I describe this object/place? How do you go about describing an everyday object so you don’t bore your reader? I’m not talking about people today just objects. Although with people you certainly don’t want to use a laundry list such as: He was six feet tall with brown hair and brown eyes. No one will remember that. But that’s a post for a different day.
In every story, regardless of genre, setting the scene is important so your reader knows where the story is taking place. It’s also a great way to show a passage of time. For instance, the sun drained from the sky. By that sentence we know that it is past twilight. You can go further to show that it is deeper in the night by describing a velvety black sky pierced with tiny pinpricks of light, etc…
But how do you go about describing mundane objects so we don’t bore the reader? I read recently that some readers skip over the parts in books where the author sets the scene or describes an object or room. Though I understand it in some cases, I believe the reader is missing out on valuable information.
This is a question I’ve pondered for years. I know what “they” say. By “they” I assume it means industry standards. They say a writer becomes an author once they become published. OK, let’s use that standard. Does that mean traditionally published or self-published?
First let me say I am not bashing self-publishing. I’ve thought about it many times myself. Please do not take this as an attack because it’s NOT.
So, you stay a “writer” until you get a book deal from a publisher. OK. Well, what if it’s a brand new publisher that no one has ever heard of? Does that count? Obviously if you’re lucky enough to get a deal from one of the “Big 5″ you have definitely morphed from writer to author. But why? Because you were in the right place at the right time? Continue reading →
I just completed the first draft of my latest novel, the sequel to Timber Point. The working title was Dancing In The Shadows. However, after completing the novel I thought of a title that fits better: Silent Betrayal.
I often post about what stage I’m at in the process. Therefore, today’s post is about creating tension and suspense in your thriller. (Or in my case, make sure it’s done correctly during editing.) Keep readers on the edge of their seat, flipping the pages.
I came across an article about this topic. If you haven’t read The Kill Zone blog, I highly recommend it. These tips were posted in that blog, but I added my own flair to them. The expository is mine to help you better understand.
1. Condense your setup and backstory.
Nothing is worse than reading ten pages about nothing. All fluff. Or hearing about the protagonist’s entire life story. The author should know the story, but your reader doesn’t need every small detail. However, IF parts of the backstory is relevant to the story line– keep it. Just make it as short as possible. Give the crucial elements your reader NEEDS to know without the fluff. Add emotions, yes, but don’t let it lag along for pages and pages.
I don’t normally bash other people’s posts. If you own a blog you have the right to say anything you want. Right? Well, in this case no. And I’ll tell you why.
I was reading a post (I won’t reveal what blog or the author because that wouldn’t be right) where a young writer stated… She read an article about authors who have “made it” and they said they wrote 1000 words per hour. Well, I don’t know where she found this article or what it actually said, BUT she ran with it. Advising all new writers to set their word count goals to 1000 words PER HOUR! That’s right, 1000 words per hour. No excuses. Her words, not mine.
As I read this post I couldn’t believe the so-called advice she was giving to new writers. It got my hackles up big time!
As most of you know I am a pantser. With that, comes surprise after surprise at what my protagonist, Shawny, says and does.
I am writing the sequel to Timber Point, as I’ve said before, and lately I find myself shocked by Shawny’s actions and reactions. Not to mention her mouth. Some of the things that come out of that woman’s mouth are absolutely unbelievable.
Yesterday I was writing in my sun room, my husband, Bob, sitting at the table reading, when suddenly, I burst into hysterics– laughing so hard I was literally in tears! Seconds later, I gasped.
Some of the situations Shawny gets herself into can only happen to her.
I noticed her mother first. Stylish and attractive, she was better dressed than most of the churning mob in the Phoenix airport terminal, waiting for their Memorial Day weekend flights. She sat six seats away crammed in with other passengers listening for their boarding calls. An unintelligible announcement barked over the loudspeaker and she stood, leaned down to a woman in her early twenties, who I figured was her daughter, and handed her a carry-on bag. The girl accepted the bag without taking her eyes from the book she held. She continued to read as the older woman made her way through the aromas of food concessions to the restroom area.
In the seat next to me, my wife tapped my arm and pointed to a message on her phone. Our son and his family were meeting us at the Austin, Texas airport.