“After nourishment, shelter
and companionship, stories are the thing we need most in the world.”
Philip Pullman
“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story
inside you.”
Maya Angelou, I
Know Why the Caged Bird Sings
“You must stay drunk on
writing so reality cannot destroy you.”
Ray Bradbury, Zen
in the Art of Writing
A friend wrote something
beautiful. It was moving and
powerful. I only had one critique,
which I shared along with my genuine praise for her writing. I began to think about my own writing
and I wondered what made good narrative writing. I don’t know that I’m an expert, but I know what I like and
as a writer of nearly 600 blogs, I may have some knowledge on the subject.
First, I think
good narrative writing tells a story or makes a compelling point, either which
can create an emotional response. My friend’s story about the HMO that
mishandled her baby’s birth and subsequent death was not only heart breaking,
it made clear her anger with her HMO.
That wasn’t the only point she was trying to make, but she made that one
very clearly.
In Surprised by
Joy, C. S. Lewis tells very clear stories
of his childhood, his father, his relationship to his brother, to his mentor,
and his education at a boarding school. Some of these stories are heartwarming, some are sad,
and some made me smile. Both
Lewis’s stories and my friend’s story are compelling because they take common
occurrences, such as childhood, or rage at malpractice, and they make them
personal without making them common.
Another powerful
trait in good narrative writing, and perhaps in most good writing is creating a
picture. This is tricky. In On Writing, Stephen King warns against using too many
adjectives. At the same time, I
want to see a picture. Anton Chekov wrote, "Don't tell me the moon is shining. Show me the glint of light on the broken glass." Consider
this sentence:
My
clothes completely rain drenched, my once loose hanging maternity clothes
clinging wet to my post pregnancy body.
Stephen King (and I) might suggest taking out the word
“completely” because “rain drenched” already makes the point, but otherwise,
that is a powerful and heart breaking description. I don’t have to know what the woman looks like or what color
her hair is (though in this case I do).
What matters is that I can see this woman, angry and sobbing in the
rain, though she doesn’t use either of those words. That is powerful.
Finally, and this may be where the narrative might be
strengthened, a good narrative encourages the reader to look at the world in a
new way and perhaps consider making a personal change or commitment.
The writer wrote
I
fought against Hope that would include forgiveness and pushed it away, ran away
from it while I mocked and cursed But Jesus never gave up me on me, God never
forsook me. God was whispering to me, whispers that turned into shouts that he
loved me and longed for my return.
There appears to
be a gap between the first and second sentence. Nowhere in the narrative does she mention her faith, and
then it shows up suddenly. While
those of the same beliefs may appreciate, understand and agree with her, it may
leave others in the dark. How did
the author go from healing to hope?
The author skipped a step, or perhaps several steps. Was there something she could have told
others to help them deal with their pain?
I have found this
same problem in some of my own writing, especially when I was younger. I skipped a step, or several. I may have been in a hurry to finish. More likely though, I was not
comfortable with the darkness and pain that were part of those steps. I believed that, because of my faith,
all my writing should be cheerful and optimistic. This is formulaic and often false. Even the scriptures don’t always do this. King David expressed dark sentiments in
the book of Psalms.
I have learned
that the more honest and the clearer I am about my feelings, the more powerful
it is for the reader. This doesn’t
need to be a blow-by-blow description.
Often I find these things have a quick fix. For example, the author might have added one sentence, “But
I began to learn, slowly, through counseling and prayer that Jesus could heal
my pain. Jesus never gave up on
me….” In fact, that whole
process could have been the next story.
Still, it was well
written and it had one final element that made it good. It made me want to write more and write
better. It made me want to Get
Started and Keep Going.
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