Showing posts with label Bag of Bones. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bag of Bones. Show all posts

Friday, November 19, 2010

Breaking Atoms: Thinking Above the Curve


If you thought DaVinci's portraits are masterpieces only because they are inventions of genius then what you need is school. Better yet, ask Dan Brown. And you just might begin to see secret messages in every picture and coded calligraphy on the walls of your bedroom.

I think it's awesome how an author's invention can rework generations of tradition and pop open a can of really controversial worms. A handful pages of creative writing influencing a million mindsets, staunch, dogmatic, diehard or just.

These guys pulling such stunts, how do they achieve it? How does a writer pull off a bestselling novel based on a web of conspiracies built around a common theme, complete with his reader's eyes popping, jaws hanging and completely thrown off balance? There a million and one roads to a question. Let's start with the one.

What is the big deal about popular ideas? Popularity? Well, yeah. And to arrive at the stone castles of popularity or common items, get your swimming trunks we're going for a dip, you'll need to wade the larger-than-life moat defending its grounds. I suppose that would be rumors and household gossips, right? This may involve beliefs and unwritten constitutions commonly called, tradition.

So, here's how the gig works. Any serious-minded writer knows that to write a book or even a short story on a popular theme requires him/her to do heartbreaking research. The author gathers as much info as he can, heaping a pile of resources relevant to the subject of his project. A little research work at the local library or on the internet is okay for a short story or essay. He sits down and does a run up of the entire stuff he's accumulated, separating whiff from wheat and sets himself up to write when he believes he's ready.

The writer tries to be as realistically accurate as he possibly can with the facts and, here's the bottom line, somewhere in the course of the story he throws something extra into the usual mixture. Something not true, not popular within the crowd, not commonly known as fact, and yet, is not a lie. It's the element of surprise. You may be wondering, is it possible for something to be untrue, yet it isn't a lie? Of course. This is a world you, the author invented. It's got nothing to do with the one we live in. Your characters are just that, your characters, your creation. Anything and everything you say in your story is real and irrefutably true. Don't you just love being a writer?

Stephen King has authored over 50 bestsellers. He has a book based on a killer cell phone, there's another on a killer clown, and yet another on a killer car. He has a book on a log house possessing power to choose it's residents. Your story is all about your twist-ability. If you can twist the plots – interweave the real and the fantasized, you have a chance at churning out bestsellers.

And there's beauty killed the beast, King Kong, and somebody invented Godzilla, the mammoth lizard. Maybe, the guy had a morbid fear of lizards as a child. Ever witnessed such enormous creatures in your life? Atoms were believed to be indestructible and indivisible until some chap split 'em into, not two but three. A nucleus and two electrons. If you really want to be creative as a writer start splitting those atoms of popular notion and then transport the electrons into your plot development.

Keep your pen bleeding.


Akpan

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Thursday, October 28, 2010

Off The Edge


A writer is a man who has taught his mind to misbehave. Stephen King

It's like coming off the end of one dream to settle into another spin of reverie. We are alive in the very roles we write. We grow one page at a time. And the qualities, which define us tows the same line and bonds with our stories to create distinct and unique universes. In time, the line between what we know is real and what we know only exists in the annals of our imagination blurs.

After a little bit, you tune into the shifts between the real and the conceived. And right there with the sunlight way over your head, you trance out. You wake into your fantasies and dream your wildest realities. Yeah, that's what you get for thinking too much.

We come into that place full of beginnings and endings and everything in between. And here's the amazing thang, this is no schizophrenic stuff. Oh no, but the invention of the strictest form of self discipline. It's like walking into a tangle of live high tension wires. You are standing off the wall and experiencing the best of two worlds. Maybe I ought to let King help me out,

Write enough stories and every shadow on the floor looks like a footprint, every line in the dirt like a secret message.

Deep in the storehouse of our psyches is another realm, vivid and inhabitable. A universe existing contemporaneously, side by side with what we know as the real world. Within its envelope of air are beings, peculiar, cultured or criminal minded, (your choice) all working to fulfill a dynamic plan and as alive as we are in our own existence. As real as you and I. On the insides of all of us, in the crypts of our hearts, sealed behind a vault bearing these inscriptions, "Come write in!"

The longer we fuss over the pages of our journals, the deeper our drives drag us into our fictional worlds, the closer we get to glimpsing the diminishing line. If we can cross that line from this realm into a world of our own making we would have scored a hat trick. Gained access to a ledge of endless bouts of inspiration.

First, we must train our senses to be so tuned up that we see reality in the imagined and visualize our imaginations working the scenes, lighting up reality like a glittering hieroglyph for,

A writer is a man who has taught his mind to misbehave.


Eneh

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