|Posted on December 10, 2018 at 4:05 PM|
from Facebook, 7/11/17
Well, my concentration's in the shitter today. Clearly.
For months—nae, years—my sporadically helpful brain has come up with various philosophical, writer-cred-y questions like "What poorly executed Dutch appetizer would this character cook?" or "Which dead celebrities should I immoralize in wax?", then force me to "research" options on the internets until I can no longer blink.
I often hear other writers mention how their characters "talk" to them, and they're just the conduit taking notes. I'm completely jealous of that. I'd be down for some transcription at this point. I never pictured my characters talking to me. I picture them as actors, leaning against their trailers, smoking and stuffing their faces from the teamsters' catering table, constantly checking their watches to see if I finished that day's script rewrite. (Another few minutes, guys.) If this were a movie, I'd have blown the budget a long time ago. Thank god I wasn't approached by the publishing house equivalent of Liberty Films.
I'd questioned a certain trait, let's call it, for my protagonist. I kept coming back with, "Nah, that changes the whole tone of the book." Only a couple of weeks ago did I realize that attributing this to a secondary character would add depth and meaning without making a massive alteration. (Or so I hope.) Three years, it took me. Have I not been paying attention, or what? I know it's not buried in the remaining 200 pages of notes.
I'd like to hear how this goes for you peeps. Who's cracking the whip and calling all the shots? Who's a transcriptionist, and do you actually hear their voices? How can I get a piece of that? (Don't worry, I promise not to call the men in white coats. We're all a little mad here.)