George Saunders 13 The opposite of worry


The Opposite of Worry

The Second of the "Silly Exercises"

CommentShare

To underscore that writing advice is mostly nonsense: I just took our dog for a walk and noticed myself…planning out a whole story, in advance, in my head. I said to myself, “But is exactly what you were just advising against! Earlier today! In that post!” And then I thought, “Yes, but this time, it might actually work!”

Oh, humanity.

Although, you know - it could. (There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, and so on.)

Our dear Guin on a walk.

But here’s something that is generally true (for me): my best stories often come when I am following a certain voice, as opposed to "trying” to do something (tell a clever story pre-freighted with meaning, or make some political point, or even “trying” to not be in control). There’s a feeling of honoring the sound and trying to attain a certain fullness of effect and not knowing why people are saying what they’re saying and then, bango, suddenly something interesting starts to happen. Or at least my best stories tend to start in that way - in this sort of disinterested mode, while I am trying to make a compelling sonic pattern, one sentence at a time, the result of which might not even make much sense. There’s a feeling of steering by ear, maybe - a deliberate attempt to avoid commonplace-sounding sentences, for one thing. (Trying to make the sentences interesting enough to vault the reader out of her disbelief.)

What vanishes in that mode is that little planning voice that wants to run out ahead of me, laying down clever, premeditated tracks for my train to follow. It feels a little like the kind of comic improv we used to do around the neighborhood as kids, just talking without pre-qualifying what was about to get said - blurting things out, and then discovering something in the process (about the character you were embodying, usually). It’s not possible, I don’t think, to write a whole story in this mode, but for me it’s a great way, at the beginning, to try and outwit myself - to make the seed of a story that doesn’t know what it is or what it is trying to do yet.

And again - this is just one mode of the infinite numbers we can inhabit while writing. But it’s a mode I really love to be in. It is almost entirely free of worry, because it is made up almost entirely of exploration…genuinely not knowing what I’m trying to do. It feels fun and powerful.

But it’s not easy to get there.

So, here’s an exercise I’ve been assigning at Syracuse for many years. I kind of stumbled on it and was really surprised at what happened in the classroom. Full disclosure - this exercise is in A Swim in a Pond in the Rain,” as Appendix B, so apologies for the repetition — but I feel all right about (re)using it here because, in all of the letters and emails I’ve received about that book, in only one (1) has the correspondent mentioned having actually tried this. :)

O.K, so here’s how we’ll approach it. I’ll give the assignment below. If you’re inclined, give it a try. I won’t say anything in this post about what to expect during it or any of that. Just try it as described and then, if you feel like it, post the result in the comments. No pressure to post…just if you want to. And/or you might write a little about what it felt like to do the exercise.

Next post, I’ll tell you why I assign it, and how it works (or how I think it works).

All right, here goes:

  1. Set a timer for 45 minutes.

  2. Write a 200-word story. But (and here’s the trick), it has to be exactly 200 words long (not 199, not 200) and you can only use 50 unique words in the process.

  3. You’ll figure out how to keep track of your word count. One way is to just keep a running list on another page. So, if you write, “The rain in Spain…” your list will look like this:

    1. The

    2. rain

    3. in

    4. Spain

And then you’ll “have” those words to use as you move forward — and will only have 46 words “left.” When you hit 50 words, that’s it - you have to start reusing words. And for the purpose of this exercise, every word is a new word (“dog” and “dogs” are two separate words). And yes, articles like “a,” “the,” etc. count as words.

If you have procedural questions, post in the Comments and I’ll answer.

Ready? Begin.

 

Comentários

Postar um comentário

Postagens mais visitadas deste blog

George Saunders 14 The 200-500 exercise

Imagem
  The 200/50 Exercise... ...Discussed. George Saunders Jan 13 So, thank you all so much for your enthusiastic participation in the exercise. There were some truly lovely stories posted. I applaud your collective talent and bravado. If you’ve done the exercise, in a sense, you don’t need for me to tell you what it did for (or to) you. You know. Whatever slight alteration occurred in your feeling about your process…that’s the lesson. But… In  A Swim in a Pond in the Rain ,” this exercise was presented in Appendix B, as “An Escalation Exercise.”  I just now made several attempts to paraphrase the discussion that accompanies the exercise and, in the process, got reconverted to the old “writing is rewriting” mantra; the version in the book, extensively rewritten over many months, turned out to be (surprise!) tighter and less gabby than what I was able to come up with in one afternoon. So, I hope you won’t mind if I reproduce it verbatim below (and then follow it with a few new...
Leia mais

A Cat in the Rain George Saunders 04

Imagem
  “A Cat in the Rain,” by Ernest Hemingway, Part One A View Out a Window George Saunders Dec 14 Today, let’s start working with Hemingway’s  Cat in the Rain . To do this, let’s try a method I used in  A Swim in a Pond in the Rain ,  which is to read the story a fragment at a time. In the book, I tell the story of a conversation I had with Bill Buford, then the fiction editor at the New Yorker. We were working on a story of mine called “ Sea Oak ” and I was struggling with some of the edits and, fishing for a compliment, asked, “Bill, what do you  like  about this story, anyway?” And Bill said something like: “Well…I read a sentence, and I like it…enough to read the next.” And that was it – a beautifully encapsulated aesthetic statement. A story happens a line at a time. After each line, the reader decides whether to go on and adds, to the evolving thought-cloud over her head, one more small element of coloration – her visceral understanding of the story has...
Leia mais

A cat in the rain 10 George Saunders

Imagem
  In Which We Finish It, Finally, Sort Of "Cat in the Rain," Part Six George Saunders Jan 1 Happy New Year!  May 2022 be great for you – full of growth and joy and a general feeling of leaving behind whatever has impeded you or bummed you out in 2021. Today, as my New Year’s gift to you, we’re going to (finally) finish up “Cat in the Rain.” And thanks again for staying with this admittedly odd exercise and for all of your intense and generous commentary. Here is the section we read last time, for review: “Did you get the cat?” he asked, putting the book down. “It was gone.” “Wonder where it went to,” he said, resting his eyes from reading. She sat down on the bed. “I wanted it so much,” she said. “I don’t know why I wanted it so much. I wanted that poor kitty. It isn’t any fun to be a poor kitty out in the rain.” George was reading again. She went over and sat in front of the mirror of the dressing table looking at herself with the hand glass. She studied her profile, first o...
Leia mais