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Personal Perspective: Why I write 1st person POV

Over the past couple of years I’ve had the privilege of going on the most amazing adventures. You guys wouldn’t believe the places I saw firsthand, the people I met, and what I experienced while on those journeys.  Or maybe you would, if you’ve ever read a 1st person POV novel.

2011 was an exceptionally good year for me and my adventurous nature. I was a tribute in The Hunger Games and survived to tell my kids about it. My sister was murdered in Dublin and I went to find out the truth behind it, only to discover that I can see through fae glamour to what’s beneath, and that I can do a bunch of other neat tricks(this was a favorite of mine). I got to be a half-angel, a kickass shaman, a girly girl who wears too much pink and carries a tazer with her, and a shape shifter. Those are only the things I remember right now.

This is exactly why I love 1st person POV so much. I get to be the character, experience what he/she is going through, go to the places they go, and do things I never thought possible.

Some of you might remember I posted about tone and first lines two weeks ago. I received a comment from one of our regular commenters, bwtaylor75, who asked why I preferred my POV. I took it as a challenge. He wrote a post of his own wherein he stated why he dislikes 1st person. I’m writing this not to prove him wrong, only to share my view.

The first three paragraphs of this post do a pretty decent job at starting my reasoning for why I write my POV. Yes, I read 3rd person as well, I’m busy with such a novel right now, but there’s a little something extra special for me in 1st person POV.

They say ‘write what you know’. Then they say ‘write what you don’t know’. I once read ‘write the story you want to read’ and that’s exactly what I’m doing with every novel I write, have written, and will write. And what I want to read is 1st person POV.

This might be a little selfish, but I write 1st person for me. I get to be this character I’ve put together and decide to torture by having her make bad decisions, sending her into situations that most likely won’t end well, and I enjoy every second of it. If I’m going to spend between 65k and 80k words with her, I’m going to make sure that not a second of that time is wasted.

I don’t write it because it’s easier, never that, each POV offers its own challenges and difficulties. I write it because of the reasons mentioned above and because it works for me. It’s my preferred POV.

I’m going to say that, and you can disagree if you want, if you think writing 1st person POV is limiting, you’re not doing it right. There are ways to make it work and you have to find the one that works for you.

This once again comes down to personal preference. If you as a reader find 1st limiting, that’s okay, read something else. If you as a writer find it limiting, it’s okay, writer another POV. It’s as simple as that.

You say 1st POV has its limits. Yes, my main character can’t be everywhere and see everything BUT THAT’S PART OF THE FUN AND MYSTERY. I say 3rd POV has its limits. No, sometimes I don’t get to the bones of who your main character is BUT I GET TO EXPERIENCE OTHER THINGS AND VIEW YOUR WORLD FROM A DIFFERENT PLACE. We work around the obstacles both provide and make them work to our advantage. How’s that for compromise?

And I dare anybody to say writing 1st person is easier than 3rd because I’ll say to you WHAT! Both of these POVs have their own challenges and we write the one that will work best for our stories. Mine just happen to be 1st. Yours is 3rd.

Taylor, you’re a kickass guy and I always love reading your comments, but I respectfully disagree with most of what you posted about the limiting light of 1st person. I know you won’t take this wrong, and we’re having fun with this discussion. My POV isn’t one dimensional, and saying it is, is like saying the person sitting next to you experiences and sees the world in black and white with no shades of gray at all. Conflicting emotion, circumstances, external and internal situations, and problems. Those things create the shades. We as the writers have to do right and make sure those things are done correctly. Maybe you just haven’t been reading the right 1st person POVs.

I’m just saying, have your thinking be as wide as the ocean. No limits. In YA especially, our main characters are MCs for a reason. Yes, he/she is that important. We wouldn’t have a story otherwise.

So why do I write 1st person POV? Because I get to be somebody else for a while. I write it, and read it, for the adventures it sends me on. A little selfish? Maybe. But they also say we should write for ourselves, and that’s exactly what I’m doing.
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Posted by on April 25, 2012 in Characters, Personal Experience, Writing

 

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Chasing Plot Bunnies

For writers, ideas are prevalent when we open our minds to them. Every time we come into contact with another human being, watch a TV show or movie, read a book, or let our minds wander, ideas pour in whether we realize it or not. And for every story that is told, there are a thousand other ways it could have been told–a thousand more ideas.

Sometimes I’ll even sit down with the intention of coming up with an idea that is unique (or as unique as any idea can be in this day and age). I’ll hook up with my brainstorming buddy to flesh out these concepts and turn them into what I hope will one day be stories. Sometimes they work out and sometimes they don’t. By this point, I have enough failures and successes under my belt to understand which of these ideas will evolve into something readable and which ones won’t. I’ll tell you what I’ve discovered.

The Bunny Farm

Every idea looks shiny at first. It’s new. You haven’t had to answer too many questions about it. You haven’t had to fact-check or create a sensible timeline. You haven’t yet spent hours (sometimes hundreds of hours) going over it and over it until your brain bleeds. But there will come a time when you reach the question of, can I take this potential story any further or is “an idea” all it can ever be?

Of all the ideas I’ve had in my life, only two have turned into full-blown, novel-length stories and they both have something in common: they originated from my deep-seeded convictions about human nature. They meant something to me.

I’ve come up with tons of other ideas that hit me on a superficial level. The ones that start of with, “wouldn’t it be cool if…” or “so I was thinking…” I’ve written some fun short stories from these concepts and even attempted a couple of novels with them but eventually, the questions, timelines, and hours of going over them got the best of me and I just couldn’t take them any further. The shininess wore off and I no longer had anything to say that felt like it was coming from my heart.

Which Plot Bunnies Do You Chase?

So what conclusion have I come to? I stick with the ideas that resonate with me on a deeper level. As fun as really unique ideas may be, I’ve never managed to turn them into stories unless they’re tethered to something honest. In reality, it may not even be the fact that they originated from my beliefs, but that they were only given the opportunity to grow because my convictions behind them drove them past the point of giving them up and letting them go.

I still write down every idea that comes because there’s no way to know which ideas might strike me later or which ones might combine to turn into something real. But now I recognize which ones are merely distracting me with their sparkle and which ones will leave me with something to polish when the initial shine has worn off.

How do you decide which plot bunnies to chase?

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Who Cares About Writers?

A few weeks ago my mom stayed for an impromptu dinner at my house. Even though we live fairly close to each other, it’s difficult to get together as much as we’d like with our busy lives and all. When we do get together, there’s a lot of catching up to do. Mostly I talk about my family since taking care of them is where my pride lies. Sometimes I’ll tell her a bit about my work. Oddly enough, even though writing is a huge part of my life and claims an hour or two of my time each day, I never bring it up. I guess I’ve been so trained over the years that my family isn’t really interested. I’m sure you’re no stranger to the lack of eye contact when the topic of your latest story comes up.

But then something wild happened. My mom actually asked me about my writing. She said–and I quote–”So are you working on anything right now?”

At first I was so startled I actually had to stop and think about it. Am I working on anything right now? Well, yes, of course I’m working on something right now. Hurry, thing of something interesting to say!

Once I finally got started, I probably went overboard and scared her. I was just so thrilled that she had asked me about something that means so much to me, yet never feel comfortable enough to bring up myself. I was on a mission to prove to her how much writing meant to me, how much her interest meant to me, and that all the time I spend noveling isn’t some crazy pipe dream.

You see, I can count on three fingers the people in my life who are not writers that actually show interest in my writing life: my husband and two of my close friends. And I suspect my husband only asks because how well my writing went that day is the gauge of what kind of mood I’ll be in for the rest of the night (only half joking). Everyone else in my life seems to be oblivious to the fact that I write, or will give the obligatory “huh” if I happen to slip a writing comment into our conversation.

In a silly moment, I posted on Facebook how shocked I was about my mom’s question and I got an astounding response from other writers who feel the same way. I had always known that we faced this difficulty but what really hit me is how much we’re dying to share this part of our lives. And how deep those little cuts go.

As a writer, I’m always trying to look at the other side, take the other perspective, but sometimes it’s hard to be understanding when I feel like such a big part of me is being ignored. I think we take it so personally because to writers, writing is who we are. If our friends and family don’t acknowledge that part of us, how can they possible know us? I wish I had the answer.

The only answer I’ve ever found is here. With you. On my blog, on Facebook, on Twitter, during NaNoWriMo and with my local writer’s groups. If there’s anyone who “gets” writers, it’s other writers. We can only hope that one day our families will begin to understand how much their support means to us (and hopefully it’s some time before we hit the Bestsellers list). In the meantime, cherish those rare times when they do ask and know that you always have an interested party here.

How do your family and friends react when you talk about your writing? How does it make you feel? Where do you find your support?

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My Romance With Writing

Since as long as I can remember, I’ve had an overactive imagination. My husband would call it obsessive worrying. The TV show Parenthood so eloquently called it “catastrophizing.” But you, as a writer, will understand. Tell me right now you’ve never heard a bump in the night and started imagining what it could be. A burglar? The creepy neighbor next door who, you’re pretty sure, hates you because you turned off your lights last Halloween instead of handing out candy and in turn, you both got egged? Or maybe a wild bunch of Javelina (I live a wooded area) who have been eyeing your beloved Spot for the last month and are finally here to drag him off to Animal Farm for good. (Where was he that afternoon last month, anyway?)

Say you’ve never done that with a straight face. I dare you.

I use my powers for good too. I remember a time about seven years ago when I heard a colleague of mine was getting a divorce after years together and I felt so sad for him that I began to imagine a story where they were forced to spend time together, face their troubled marriage, and fall in love with each other all over again. Or the time when my friend finally got out of an abusive relationship and while I watched her heal, I thought of all the scenarios where she would meet the most amazing man who would appreciate her and show her what real love meant. (I’m happy to say that story came true.)

It’s hard to remember a time when I wasn’t writing stories. Even if it wasn’t with my laptop. Even if it wasn’t with a pen. Even if it wasn’t with that ridiculous old typewriter I stole from my aunt. Always, in my mind, I loved to tell a story.

For any true writer, it’s a romance that never ends and, somehow, never really begins. It seems to have been there all along–that way we look at the world, the way we process it, the way we look toward the future. It isn’t always the easiest gift to bare. We are known for our drinking problems and being slightly…how does my husband put it?…crazy.

But I wouldn’t have it any other way. The passion I feel when my characters come to life, and when a plot hole magically fills itself in, and when all the puzzle pieces lock into place, is what makes me feel alive. Storytelling has been there for me in the good times and the bad. I can picture myself now, old and gray, penning out the stories of my life to leave behind me when I go. At times, I hit barriers with my writing but I know at some point, things will always turn back around.

Can you imagine a love any more true than that?

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Posted by on February 13, 2012 in Inspiration

 

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