Showing posts with label story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label story. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 28, 2016

The Power of Story

     
 I was reminded of the power of story this summer when I attended a family reunion -- one of the big ones with dozens of cousins.  My grandparents are our common ancestor, they are long gone as is my parent's generation.  The playmates I knew as kids chasing through the hay fields are all grown up.  Some are grandparents themselves.  The old farmhouse has been renovated with a modern kitchen and new wiring, the barns expanded and modernized.  Tractors and harvesters have taken the place of draft horses and hired men. 
 

      What remains is the land and our story.

     The fields, cleared by my grandfather yield corn and grain and hay, just as before.  Cattle and babies live off its bounty.  The valley traps the heat, the hills on either side offer a cool respite.  I sit under a tent on Sunday morning and listen to a preacher talk about God and gardening while my eyes rest on the old homestead.  It’s a wonderful moment of connection.  I feel the pioneers smiling.

     
But it’s more than the place that draws us together, it is the stories.  Cousins I hadn’t seen for decades gathered on the verandah and we talked about playing hide and seek in the big house.  (It’s the only house I’ve ever known with both a front staircase and a back staircase, plus a couple of interconnecting rooms. Perfect for restless children!)  Members of the succeeding generations added their stories, weaving their memories into the fabric of the family.  I mentioned the phrase, "put your face in the water," and a dozen voices answered "and blow bubbles."  It's one of the enduring stories of the family.
       My grandmother, that pioneer lady, with her eyes and heart set firmly on family, faith and farm, lives on in all of us.  We  each add another chapter, or maybe only a paragraph, but together we build the story of who we are, where we came from and what we stand for.

    
  I’m sometimes annoyed at businesses or sports organizations that run advertisements that tell a story to align themselves with the nation or with a particular value.  I keep thinking, “it’s only a game,” or “it’s only fast-food” but those ads remind us all of the power of story.
      Some people dismiss fiction as fluff, preferring documentaries or hard news.  Yet, story is who we are.  It roots us in place and time, it encompasses us as a family or a nation or a faith.  A genealogy chart may show our blood lines, but it’s story that makes us human.
       Lisa Cron in her "Wired for Story" explains that the latest advances in neuroscience prove that "story, as it turns out, has a much deeper and more meaningful purpose than simply to entertain and delight.
       Story is how we make sense of the world."

       Like much of modern science, these findings confirm what the Bible already tells us.  When Jesus wanted to teach a lesson, he told a story (parable).  These stories were so powerful that two thousand years later, in a mostly secular world, we have "Good Samaritan Laws," and the word "Prodigal" shows up in titles from religious tomes, to popular music to romance.

     So, here’s to my pioneer ancestors, here’s to family, and here’s to the storytellers among us, may your work "make sense" of our world, and may your stories teach great and eternal truths.


Alice Valdal lives in British Columbia Canada.  One of her most treasured possessions is a family history book -- done on xerox! 
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Thursday, November 13, 2014

Strike It Out


I have been out of the loop lately, largely because I have recently become an "empty-nester". After twenty three years of having children in the house all hours of the day and night, my wife and I now find ourselves in the strange position of being back were we started during our courtship and the first years of our marriage. We still speak to our children every day (mostly by Skype because they are both overseas) but it's not the same.

Having so much extra free time has lead to a certain amount of retrospection, especially in regard to our success or failure in the parenting department. Were we too strict? Were we not strict enough? Did we give enough guidance? Did we give too much guidance? At the end of the day, all we can do is trust that God is in control and know that we have done the best we can.

One thing that I have noticed during my chats with my children is that they now recount things to me that they have discovered about life in the big world that I clearly remember telling them, often many times. Back then they did not seem to take my fatherly advice on board. Later, having experienced it for themselves, they get what I was trying to say. Some things, it seems, can only be learned by experience.

And so it is with me and my writing. There is an awful lot of advice out there for writers. Sometimes it seems that people spend more time writing about writing than actually writing (just as I am doing now, for example). I do appreciate this advice, however, because, let's face it, I need all the guidance I can get, but sometimes the nugget of wisdom goes over my head. Like my kids, I need to experience some things before I get them.

These gentle "eureka" moments can happen when I am editing one of my manuscripts, but it is usually when I am reading something by a best selling author who really should know better. It's at times like this that I want to contact the author and tell them what they are doing wrong. It's not a judgmental thing. I'm well aware of the multitude of planks in my own eyes. Rather, I feel the need to help the author not make the same mistakes I have been making for so long.

One particular piece of advice that has become clearer to me over the years, I honestly did not understand it when I first read it. Now it makes perfect sense and I do try to follow it at all times. Sometimes I need the help of an unbiased reader to point it out but generally I manage to spot it myself. What is the mistake? Well, rather than explain let me give you the snippet of advice given by a college tutor, as quoted by Samuel Johnson:

'Read over your compositions and where ever you meet with a passage which you think is particularly fine, strike it out.'

When I first read this my response was: "Okay, but why on Earth would I want to remove good writing?" If you are not sure what this means then there is a simple test. Have you ever written something (a sentence or a paragraph) that you immediately wanted to show someone? Or, from a different perspective: have you ever succumbed to an invitation on a social website to post a favourite piece of your own writing? If so, then you need to take heed of this advice.

One thing I have noticed with my own work is that my beta readers seldom comment on my favourite passages. Usually, they remark on a piece of text that I considered normal or even dull. I may hover around them, waiting for them to get to the "good" bit, and watch with some dismay as they read past it without a flicker of emotion. Horror of horrors, they may even suggest deleting that particular line.

So what did the college tutor mean, and why is it so important? For me, the best analogy would have to be animated film. According to a Pixar producer, their goal is to make the animation of a standard where the audience forgets that they are watching an animation. The aim is to tell the story. Everything else is there to support this. If the audience is distracted by the animation (because it is not good enough, or even too good) then they have failed. It's the same with the script, music, and acting. Anything that distracts the audience's attention from the story is bad.

Writing is exactly the same. As an author, our job is to tell a story. The reader should forget that we are even there. Bad writing full of typos and grammatical errors, or with a distracting voice, will pull the reader out of your story, as will writing that is overly florid. If the writing is too bad or too good, then the reader will be distracted and we have failed. But how can something be too good? To go back to the Pixar example: there was a point in one film where the animators created a character that was too life-like. They actually had to lower the standard a little because this character stood out from the rest and was distracting.

When we write a scene, we have to be careful of creating something that is (at least in our eyes) "particularly fine" just as much as we have to eradicate poor writing. While listening to the best selling novel these past few days, there were times where the prose really distracted me. It was usually a description or metaphor which, had it appeared in a poem or on the book's cover, might have been suitable. The problem was that I could almost feel the author hovering around me, waiting for me to get to that bit so that she could enjoy my reaction to her brilliance. They were all wonderfully descriptive turns of phrase to be sure, but they stood out like a sumo wrestler at a ballet. There is a time and place for sumo, but a ballet is not one of them.

So the next time you write a line that you want to show someone, or post on Facebook, take a deep breath, read it again, and seriously consider hitting that backspace button. Save it somewhere if you have to, but chances are it does not belong in your novel and you should "strike it out".

Monday, June 3, 2013

It's All About Story



         I've just returned home from an amazing trip.  To celebrate our 25th wedding anniversary, my husband and I took a river boat cruise from Budapest to Amsterdam.  The journey was wonderful. Life on board a cruise boat is like spending two weeks in a fairy tale -- no chores to do, lots and lots of good food, entertainment provided, a staff eager to fulfil your wishes -- the ride down the rivers would be holiday enough.  But, we got the bonus of tours at every stop, sometimes two a day.  We visited Roman

bridges, walked the walls of a medieval city, wondered at Gothic Cathedrals and marvelled at Baroque Palaces.  
We trod the cobbled streets of history with educated and enthusiastic guides.  We stared at masterpieces of art while an expert guided us through an incredible museum.  
We saw the world's most expensive salt cellar, (above).  There are little wheels underneath so that if someone said "pass the salt" you could roll the whole thing down the table.  
   

We saw fortresses and castles and palaces and vineyards and museums and breweries and wineries and statuary and gardens and cuckoo clocks and music boxes.  Our heads are stuffed with names and dates and places.  Apart from cold, wet weather, the trip was wonderful.

    Yet, now that I'm home in Canada, and someone asks me about what we did and what we saw, a lot of it runs together in my mind. Dates are all jumbled up.  One walled city bumps into another and I've no idea what kind of beer they sell in Bamburg.
   
 What I do remember, clear and complete, is the stories.  When the guide could bring the long dead owner of a castle to life with a story of his unhappy love-life, I remembered.  When the subject of a portrait was described as a jealous wife who broke all the conventions by insisting on sleeping in the same bed as her husband, I remember.  
A princess who cared more for the sick and elderly and poor than she did about her high status, I can remember.
     As writers we are first story-tellers.  My trip was a once-in-a-lifetime adventure, and a reminder of the power of story.  If ever I'm stuck in my writing, I'll try to remember, who are the characters?  What did they do?  Why do they matter?  What makes them special?  What makes them human?  What makes them interesting?  A character who has a story to tell will keep the reader, or the traveller, turning the pages.



Alice Valdal is glad to be home again and will spend the next several months sorting through a thousand pictures and trying to put all her impressions and memories in one album.   Visit her at www.alicevaldal.com