--by Vonnie Davis
I'd outlined the first two books, edited and tweaked until there was no spirit of me left in either one. In short, they stunk...stank...and were downright stinkin' putrid.
So with Storm, I gave myself permission to write whatever flowed into my brain. As Alan Watt suggests, I held my story loosely. I allowed it to take me, instead of me taking it.
So, I ask you. What if we wrote random crap as a way to get to know our characters and their world?
Watt says, "When we drop our pre-conceptions about what good writing is and we give ourselves permission to write poorly, everything changes. Permission to write poorly does not produce poor writing, but its opposite. We become a channel for the story that wants to be told through us. Rather than impressing our reader with our important writing, we can impress with out willingness to be truthful to the page."
I've been working on a novella the past two-weeks. I'm half-way through chapter two, having rewritten chapter one so many times, it's lost part of its charm. Me thinks I'm slipping into old patterns. Starting tomorrow, I'm following the advice given in the book. I'm moving ahead, writing crap and ultimately allowing my characters to have their way. There's a scene that's been revealed to me. I can see my hero standing in the doorway, his lower jaw shifting and tensing as he battles with old hurts. I can sense his emotions and see his rigid body. By golly, if I have to write crap to get to that scene, so be it.