October 19, 2017

Lean or anorexic by Eunice Matchett


After reading through the previous posts this month I don’t have many resources to add to the already valuable list. For books I like, Plot and Structure by James Scott Bell and

GMC Goals, Motivation Conflict by Debra Dixon. Two software programs I love are ProWritingAid and One Note. My online ‘go to’ are Inscribe, ACFW, and The Writer’s View.

That being said, I’m going totally off subject. To being a reader.

In the last few years, I’ve noticed writing styles have changed. They are now like our society. Life is mad dash from morning to night with little time in between. Less is more, publishing houses insist. Tighten, tighten, tighten. As writers, we are forced to adapt. But is this a good thing?

As a reader, I’m not so sure. Perhaps it’s the countless books I’ve read, or had read to me, over the past sixty-nine years, but I struggle with these new guidelines. My latest peeve, the one that prompted me to write this post, was a book written by four of the most popular writers in Christian fiction. I was excited when I saw the book on Amazon and put it to the top of my reading list. The story had to rock. These authors are as popular as snowflakes in winter.

But shortly into the story, my snowball burst.  Except for the last section, written by an author who delighted me, it was one of the hardest to “keep reading” books I’ve ever read. In the first three sections I felt like I was dangling in that zone between sleep and awake. Nothing anchored me anything or anyone. I remember the characters only because they were the same as those in the final section. Which brings me to my pondering. Where does lean end and anorexic begin?

The first section, that should have anchored me into the story, read like an outline. Whoever’s pov I was in felt like a pine box. Try as I would, I could not find a comfy spot to curl up in and let the story take me to some far and distant land. Instead, I was in a world that sped past me faster than my surroundings when I’m riding the tilt-a-whirl at a local fair.

To be fair, some of the old classics can describe a flower in a field in so much detail, I’ve forgotten why I’m in the field by the time I see exactly what the author saw and felt. And who really cares if it’s a coffee or a tea stain on the white tablecloth, unless it’s a mystery you’re reading. But, fluff gives me an option. Over the years, I’ve become very good at skimming. But in this day and age, that’s not practical either.

What I need is something in between. I want to know my protagonist, where she lives, what she likes, what she doesn’t, and what she wants bad enough to write a book about. I want a subtle description of her that allows me to fill in the blanks with my own imagination. I don’t want a block of white houses described, but if one is brown with a red horseshoe on the door, my interest is peaked.

I understand how age and time can dictate writing styles, but for me, they have gone bi-polar. Older stories tweak my skimming abilities, while many newer ones leave me frustrated because I can’t find the link between the dots. When I find a story that flows like a river, ripple after ripple, around and over obstacles and finishes in a waterfall, my toes curl up in delight, right back to my heels.   

6 comments:

  1. This post SO resonated with me, Eunice! I feel exactly the same way. Like you, I'm pretty good at skimming, and often did so when reading the 'classics'. but as you said, at least I had the option! Writing styles have certainly changed but like many other things that have changes, it might not all be 'good'.
    By the way, I love James Scott Bell, too, and have found him very helpful. I don;t think he would approve of some of the 'anorexic' work you talked about!

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  2. "Where does lean end and anorexic begin" is a great way to describe it and also points back to what you said about writing style becoming like our society. There is a lot to ponder in your post. I should have taken a cue from you (except you post after my date) and gone off subject as I found this month's topic very difficult - discovered I'm a Resource Resister and haven't used near enough of them.

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  3. Janelle Baldwin7:08 pm GMT-7

    Great post, Eunice! I heartily agree with you. I used to devour books. Most were meaty and gave me things to chew on. Now, it seems that too many are like gnawing on an old bone. I think I've put down more books than I've actually read to the end lately. I'd like to see writer's return to 'meaty'. You can write lean and still have substance. :)

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  4. Thanks Eunice, I like James Scott Bell too, as well as a meatier novel than some of those new skimpy novellas! No worries about anorexia here! Ha ha.
    Pam M.

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  5. I agree with your critique of some modern writers, Eunice. I like your comparison between the ability to write lean, but still satisfy, and those writing styles that are so anorexic that they cause you to lose your appetite half way through! I agree that a skilled writer should be able to write lean while still providing some real sustenance.

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  6. All of the above, Eunice. I read the classics and I devoured the scenes, the characters, the words. Obviously I don't read fast. I'm thinking of when I was reading One Thousand Gifts by Ann Voskamp and I found that satisfying--the word pictures, the complete thoughts. Maybe I am old school. I don't seem to have time for all the reading I want to do, but I don't want to read anorexic novels or Cole's Notes. Thanks for your well-expressed thoughts, Eunice.

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