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A quick hit of hard truth about writing
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This post has me wearing both Writer Hat and Editor Hat (which is actually a dashing fedora with two feathers stuck in the brim)

Thinking today -- always a bad sign, that -- about what makes a story work.

I'm not talking about the technical aspects here -- I'm going to assume you've got a working relationship with sentence structure, POV, plot logic, etc. No, I'm talking about what makes the reader interact with your story, to the point that they not only keep reading, but want more, both of the story, and of you.

If you're looking for a great long complicated breakdown of the magic, sorry. I got one word for you.

Empathy.

You-the-writer must have empathy for your characters. You have to like them -- or hate them. I'm not saying believe they're real -- that road leads to the Palace of Psychosis, and nobody will visit you there except to mock -- but you have to let them into your heart as well as your head. It's that emotional connection that allows you to care about them, not as the means to deliver a message, or to flip a twist, but as actual individuals going through hell. Once you care about them, you can make other people care about them, too.

If you don't? if you're emotionally removed from your characters, or see them merely as markers to be moved along the story, in order to achieve a final goal? The most brilliant prose in the world won't do you for damn.

Oh, you might win awards, and be well-considered by the literarti...but you won't light that spark in a reader; your world won't ever come alive.

The trick, of course, is to combine technical brilliance with emotional comprehension. Do that, and you're, well... you're probably Neil Gaiman. I rest my case.

I agree completely. There have been a lot of movies and TV shows and novels and comics that people recomment the hell out of, which have left me cold because I couldn't make myself care for any of the characters. I couldn't make myself care about the protagonist enough to want to see them succeed, I couldn't care about the antagonist enough to want to see them fail.

On the other hand, there has been a lot of crap published in all media that I actually liked, because I liked the characters despite the project's other failings.

It's what I call the Rowling phenom (simply because she's the most recent massive example) -- a good storyteller will trump a good stylist, almost every day.


(in novels, anyway. Short fiction tends to reward high stylists more, to a certain degree)

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