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Writers often spend a great deal of their time concentrating on developing authentic dialogue (spoken by fleshed out, 3D characters), and on creating a coherent plot, contained within a sensible structure. All well and good, but how often do we give setting, or location, only the most cursory of nods?
Setting is by far one of the most important parts of storytelling. Think how many stories begin with "In a faraway kingdom..." or "In a galaxy far, far away..." Location, or setting, not only helps define genre ('the Wild West' informs the Western, while noir is often set in grimy or shadowy urban landscapes), it also gives us a sense as to why things happen the way that they do - The Thing just wouldn't work outside of the Arctic, and nor would Twister be even remotely plausible if it was set in the Home Counties of England. Beyond that, the setting can almost become a character in itself - Mordor is a physical manifestation of the otherwise absent Sauron, while the island and its moods in Lord of the Flies reflects the transformation of the boys.
So how do you go about writing a good setting, or choosing a location?
If you're writing fantasy, you essentially have carte blanche to write whatever you want. Alice in Wonderland would be a perfect example! Science fiction in space is open to almost boundless possibilities, and even science fiction on Earth can be bent whichever way you want. Futuristic settings, or alternate realities, let you go crazy with the invention. I'd recommend Jasper Fforde's Thursday Next books for a good example of alternate realities. Swords'n'sorcery-style fantasy requires the kind of geography associated with the likes of Lord of the Rings - think castles, forests, plains, etc. Fairly generic, but as you don't need to have visited, you get to decide what goes where.
Of course, if you're writing the kind of fantasy wherein weird stuff happens to ordinary people, then you'll want to ground your story in a more realistic setting. After all, the weird happening becomes all the more weird when set against a mundane background. In this case, you'll need more of a grasp of where your story is taking place. You can set it in your hometown and just change the names, or you can keep the setting intact. It helps to keep things believeable - one of my many problems with 28 Weeks Later was how wantonly they screwed with London geography. Two of the characters are supposed to get to Wembley from Westminster via the tube tunnels, despite the fact that they'd need to change lines on the way! Once you annoy someone in that way, it's difficult to persuade them to further invest in your story. You've broken the 'suspension of disbelief'. These issues equally apply to other genres outside of fantasy.
But what if you want to set your story somewhere that you've never visited? Joanna Penn deals with the idea of how to write about a real location if you haven't been there in more detail, and I highly recommend that you read her post (the suggestion about using Google Maps or Street View is a brilliant idea). I actually recommend that you subscribe to her blog anyway as her posts are fantastically useful (you can also follow her on Twitter). Of course, you could always go down the Neil Gaiman route, and give your location the Neverwhere treatment - translate place names into their literal meanings (if you haven't read it, I highly recommend it as a masterclass on location). It doesn't matter if you've never been as the places are given a whole new meaning by you.
Of course, you could always treat yourself to a holiday and visit that pretty Alpine town you want to use as a backdrop to a 1920s murder mystery...
Tuesday, 9 March 2010
Location, location, location.
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Saturday, 6 March 2010
I always did have a soft spot for Miss Havisham.
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It's a common problem for creative types that finding the motivation to get the idea down on paper can often be a bit of a struggle. With this in mind, my friend Scott and I decided to set each other writing assignments. The idea was that with a deadline, and an intended audience, we would be more likely to produce. It didn't last, but during that time, I did write a few things of which I'm actually rather proud. The first piece is the exercise below, in response to the prompt; "Describe an object of great importance to a character: a car, trophy, dress or ring, for example. First, write a paragraph using details that portray the object as sensuous, beautiful, and tempting. Then write a second paragraph in which the same object is described through details that make it seem repellent." Guess which is which.
1) The wedding cake drew gasps of admiration from the guests clustered around the table. Three feet high, mock Greek pillars separated the five thick slabs of alternating chocolate and fruit cake. Angels of white icing cavorted among sugar roses along the top tier, and a small plastic couple clasped hands beneath a delicate lattice arch. Iced scallops ran around the lower tiers. Dried fruits embedded in the icing looked like jewels waiting to be mined. Spun sugar draped across the layers to echo Magda's veil. It seemed a shame to cut this cake, but she had been waiting for this day for her whole life.
2) Magda sat by the table, gazing at the remains of the cake. Insects had long since burrowed into the soft innards, chewing out the chocolate and the dried fruit. Only the icing remained, hardened into an impenetrable shell. Dust clogged the scallops and the roses, and the angels lurched across the top tier. Some of their limbs had snapped off, and lay discarded among corpses of flies. One angel was even missing its wings. The spun sugar disintegrated years ago, replaced by soft cobwebs. Magda occasionally watched spiders scuttle across the icing, chasing those flies tempted by the last remaining crumbs of cake. The plastic couple lay shattered on the floor under the table, pieces of the pair scattered across the grimy parquet floor. Tears welled in her eyes, but at least she never had to cut the cake. She could never spoil anything so beautiful.
1) The wedding cake drew gasps of admiration from the guests clustered around the table. Three feet high, mock Greek pillars separated the five thick slabs of alternating chocolate and fruit cake. Angels of white icing cavorted among sugar roses along the top tier, and a small plastic couple clasped hands beneath a delicate lattice arch. Iced scallops ran around the lower tiers. Dried fruits embedded in the icing looked like jewels waiting to be mined. Spun sugar draped across the layers to echo Magda's veil. It seemed a shame to cut this cake, but she had been waiting for this day for her whole life.
2) Magda sat by the table, gazing at the remains of the cake. Insects had long since burrowed into the soft innards, chewing out the chocolate and the dried fruit. Only the icing remained, hardened into an impenetrable shell. Dust clogged the scallops and the roses, and the angels lurched across the top tier. Some of their limbs had snapped off, and lay discarded among corpses of flies. One angel was even missing its wings. The spun sugar disintegrated years ago, replaced by soft cobwebs. Magda occasionally watched spiders scuttle across the icing, chasing those flies tempted by the last remaining crumbs of cake. The plastic couple lay shattered on the floor under the table, pieces of the pair scattered across the grimy parquet floor. Tears welled in her eyes, but at least she never had to cut the cake. She could never spoil anything so beautiful.
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Thursday, 4 March 2010
Happy World Book Day!
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World Book Day is marked by over 100 countries around the globe, and originates from Catalonia. Books have been given as gifts on St George's Day for over 80 years, and most countries will be holding World Book Day on 23 April. However, the UK and Ireland like to be different, so our World Book Day is today!
Reading is a wonderful pastime and a brilliant way to help children learn, and understand the world around them. Why not give a book to a child you know? Check out the World Book Day site to find out what specially produced £1 books are available. (Make sure you let their parents know so you don't get accused of anything underhand!) Happy reading!
Reading is a wonderful pastime and a brilliant way to help children learn, and understand the world around them. Why not give a book to a child you know? Check out the World Book Day site to find out what specially produced £1 books are available. (Make sure you let their parents know so you don't get accused of anything underhand!) Happy reading!
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Wednesday, 3 March 2010
Shameless Self Promotion
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Today, it is my turn to be unveiled as part of the new Chinese Whisperings project! It's really rather exciting, seeing oneself on a web page that's not yours (and, I would venture to guess, less confusing than seeing yourself appear someone distinctly unpleasant). If you'd like to take a look, have a wander over here, although it pretty much will redirect you back here! I even answered five questions on the website, the answers to which are here.
I feel like I'm bursting with ideas at the moment. I'm redrafting the third instalment of The First Tale, from my Tales from Vertigo City serial, and I'm redrafting my first novel, Fowlis Westerby. The redrafting process hasn't been as painful as I thought it might be, mainly because I did a lot of revision while I was still writing it (I know you're not supposed to, but yah boo sucks to the establishment). I do have a couple of plot holes I want to fill, and I want to expand a couple of secondary characters, but hopefully I'll have my first revision complete by the end of April, at the latest.
I've also got another idea floating around in my brain, but I'm letting it simmer just below the surface before I even attempt to get anything solid on paper. There is, after all, the possibility of biting off far more than I can chew...
I feel like I'm bursting with ideas at the moment. I'm redrafting the third instalment of The First Tale, from my Tales from Vertigo City serial, and I'm redrafting my first novel, Fowlis Westerby. The redrafting process hasn't been as painful as I thought it might be, mainly because I did a lot of revision while I was still writing it (I know you're not supposed to, but yah boo sucks to the establishment). I do have a couple of plot holes I want to fill, and I want to expand a couple of secondary characters, but hopefully I'll have my first revision complete by the end of April, at the latest.
I've also got another idea floating around in my brain, but I'm letting it simmer just below the surface before I even attempt to get anything solid on paper. There is, after all, the possibility of biting off far more than I can chew...
Saturday, 27 February 2010
And the Oscar goes to...
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I'll be honest, I never intended to write anything about the Oscars, but I find that I can't help posting at least once on the subject since films I actually enjoyed have been nominated this year (I won't gripe about the absence of Moon...not in this post, at least).
I read a rather interesting article in the Evening Standard on Friday that seemed to believe Avatar deserves to win Best Picture simply because it was seen by more people than The Hurt Locker. I'm not entirely sure of the logic behind this - how can a film be 'better' simply because it makes more money at the box office? What I think the author of the article fails to realise is that just because a film makes a lot at the box office, it doesn't actually mean that all of the people who went to see it actually liked it. Indeed, box office receipts certainly don't take note of how many people walk out before the film is even finished. Anyway, my basic point is that every person on the planet could go to see a film, but it doesn't necessarily follow that it's a better film than one seen by only eight farmers and a goat in the back of beyond.
The article went on to say that Avatar won't win because it's science fiction, which is a genre notorious for failing to pick up awards, and that the Academy will overlook it in favour of the typically 'highbrow' or intellectual fare also nominated. It's true that the Academy often goes for low-budget, obtuse movies that are 'challenging' as opposed to 'entertaining', but I don't think it's fair to apply this logic to Avatar vs The Hurt Locker. After all, The Hurt Locker is a taut thriller that just happens to have a political backdrop (not to mention a stellar performance from Jeremy Renner). If Avatar doesn't win, it won't be because it's science fiction - it's because it's just not as good as The Hurt Locker.
Similar logic was applied to the category of Best Director. According to the article, Kathryn Bigelow will only win because she would be the first woman to win the award, and would thus make the Academy look 'progressive'. Ignoring the inherent sexism of such a statement, could it not be possible that Bigelow might beat Cameron because The Hurt Locker was simply better directed than Avatar? Don't get me wrong, I grudgingly enjoyed Avatar, but it's hardly in the same league as The Hurt Locker.
I'm pretty much ignoring the other categories because the winners are either a foregone conclusion (Up will blatantly win Best Animated Film, despite the fact Pixar have done much better) or because I just don't care, although I do have one other win that I'm swinging for. I REALLY want Colin Firth to win Best Actor for his performance in A Single Man. It's not normally my kind of film, but something about the trailer really caught my attention (Tom Ford has done a wonderful job on his first film). I liked Colin Firth back in 1995 when he played Mr Darcy in the BBC's adaptation of Pride and Prejudice but I was somewhat disappointed in the intervening years to see him continually reprise the role. I'm not the biggest fan of one-trick ponies...but then I went to see A Single Man today with Nadia (author of the In The Mists blog) and I was both shocked and pleased to see that not only can he act, he can act very well! The range and depth of emotion he manages to convey whilst portraying a fairly uptight and emotionally repressed English professor is astonishing, and I would absolutely love it if the Academy could also recognise his talent.
I read a rather interesting article in the Evening Standard on Friday that seemed to believe Avatar deserves to win Best Picture simply because it was seen by more people than The Hurt Locker. I'm not entirely sure of the logic behind this - how can a film be 'better' simply because it makes more money at the box office? What I think the author of the article fails to realise is that just because a film makes a lot at the box office, it doesn't actually mean that all of the people who went to see it actually liked it. Indeed, box office receipts certainly don't take note of how many people walk out before the film is even finished. Anyway, my basic point is that every person on the planet could go to see a film, but it doesn't necessarily follow that it's a better film than one seen by only eight farmers and a goat in the back of beyond.
The article went on to say that Avatar won't win because it's science fiction, which is a genre notorious for failing to pick up awards, and that the Academy will overlook it in favour of the typically 'highbrow' or intellectual fare also nominated. It's true that the Academy often goes for low-budget, obtuse movies that are 'challenging' as opposed to 'entertaining', but I don't think it's fair to apply this logic to Avatar vs The Hurt Locker. After all, The Hurt Locker is a taut thriller that just happens to have a political backdrop (not to mention a stellar performance from Jeremy Renner). If Avatar doesn't win, it won't be because it's science fiction - it's because it's just not as good as The Hurt Locker.
Similar logic was applied to the category of Best Director. According to the article, Kathryn Bigelow will only win because she would be the first woman to win the award, and would thus make the Academy look 'progressive'. Ignoring the inherent sexism of such a statement, could it not be possible that Bigelow might beat Cameron because The Hurt Locker was simply better directed than Avatar? Don't get me wrong, I grudgingly enjoyed Avatar, but it's hardly in the same league as The Hurt Locker.
I'm pretty much ignoring the other categories because the winners are either a foregone conclusion (Up will blatantly win Best Animated Film, despite the fact Pixar have done much better) or because I just don't care, although I do have one other win that I'm swinging for. I REALLY want Colin Firth to win Best Actor for his performance in A Single Man. It's not normally my kind of film, but something about the trailer really caught my attention (Tom Ford has done a wonderful job on his first film). I liked Colin Firth back in 1995 when he played Mr Darcy in the BBC's adaptation of Pride and Prejudice but I was somewhat disappointed in the intervening years to see him continually reprise the role. I'm not the biggest fan of one-trick ponies...but then I went to see A Single Man today with Nadia (author of the In The Mists blog) and I was both shocked and pleased to see that not only can he act, he can act very well! The range and depth of emotion he manages to convey whilst portraying a fairly uptight and emotionally repressed English professor is astonishing, and I would absolutely love it if the Academy could also recognise his talent.
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Friday, 26 February 2010
Fiction Friday #3
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Here's my attempt for this week's Fiction Friday challenge on the Write Anything blog. Today's challenge is;
The bag was empty except for a smudged slip of paper which said, “Sorry.”
“Bitch!” Casey screwed up the bag and threw it into the bin by her desk.
“Something wrong?” asked Anna.
Casey sat back in her chair. A scowl contorted her face.
“Yes, something is wrong. I asked that useless cow to get me a couple of cinnamon swirls to get me through the afternoon, and instead I get an empty paper bag. How am I supposed to meet my deadline without a sugar fix?”
Spectral pastries danced across her vision; she even thought she could smell the sugary icing. In fact, she realised she could smell the icing. A thought occurred to her and she fished the bag out of her bin.
“Why did she bother giving you the bag if the bakery had run out?” asked Anna. She didn’t even glance up from her computer. Casey wondered if Anna ever really paid attention.
“They hadn’t. She ate them herself. She ate them, and then left the bag for me.” Casey tossed the crumpled bag onto Anna’s desk. “She’ll be more than sorry when she gets back.”
“All of this fuss over cinnamon swirls?”
“It’s the principle of it! I paid for those pastries! And to include a cursory note – that’s not an apology, it’s a slap in the face.”
Casey stormed out of the office, slamming the door.
Anna listened as Casey stomped down the corridor toward the lifts. She sighed deeply, before wiping sugar icing off her hands.
The bag was empty except for a smudged slip of paper which said, “Sorry.”
“Bitch!” Casey screwed up the bag and threw it into the bin by her desk.
“Something wrong?” asked Anna.
Casey sat back in her chair. A scowl contorted her face.
“Yes, something is wrong. I asked that useless cow to get me a couple of cinnamon swirls to get me through the afternoon, and instead I get an empty paper bag. How am I supposed to meet my deadline without a sugar fix?”
Spectral pastries danced across her vision; she even thought she could smell the sugary icing. In fact, she realised she could smell the icing. A thought occurred to her and she fished the bag out of her bin.
“Why did she bother giving you the bag if the bakery had run out?” asked Anna. She didn’t even glance up from her computer. Casey wondered if Anna ever really paid attention.
“They hadn’t. She ate them herself. She ate them, and then left the bag for me.” Casey tossed the crumpled bag onto Anna’s desk. “She’ll be more than sorry when she gets back.”
“All of this fuss over cinnamon swirls?”
“It’s the principle of it! I paid for those pastries! And to include a cursory note – that’s not an apology, it’s a slap in the face.”
Casey stormed out of the office, slamming the door.
Anna listened as Casey stomped down the corridor toward the lifts. She sighed deeply, before wiping sugar icing off her hands.
Writing A Web Serial
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I've just posted the second instalment of my new series. This particular series is called The First Tale, as I'm planning on a whole set of stories set in my fictional city of Vertigo.
It's a whole new challenge writing a weekly serial but it gives me a deadline (and therefore the motivation to write regularly) and it's nice to do something a bit different. I'm already buzzing with ideas for the next few instalments, although in some ways I'm "flying by the seat of my pants" as I'm letting the plot take me where it will!
What are your opinions on serials?
It's a whole new challenge writing a weekly serial but it gives me a deadline (and therefore the motivation to write regularly) and it's nice to do something a bit different. I'm already buzzing with ideas for the next few instalments, although in some ways I'm "flying by the seat of my pants" as I'm letting the plot take me where it will!
What are your opinions on serials?