Archive for December 2012

No Rest for the Writer

by Laura Kalpakian

November has closed, NO REST FOR THE WICKED, Takes One and Two are finished, we’ve had our fine moment at Village Books with the reading. However, unfortunately, we didn’t get a chance to talk about what we–collectively and singly–learned from the experience. This strikes us (Cami, Susan and I, the RWB Founding Mothers of Invention) as something of a loss and we’d like to open up this blog as a place for Collective Novel Writers to chime in. Since I started with the first chapter (and the last chapter of Take Two) I’ll begin.

Certainly NO REST FOR THE WICKED gave many of us a reason to be excited to check the computer every morning in November: who had written what? What would that mean for my chapter? Why didn’t the next writer pick up on the material I wrote? Both novels had lurching inconsistencies and the occasional WTF? Responding immediately to dramatic situations is excellent training for a writer, and fun for readers as well.

To me the novel–any novel, those you write and those you read–can best be described as a handful of characters tossed into a potful of circumstances. Bubble and Boil. This collective novel subscribes to that same axiom. The title, NO REST FOR THE WICKED, is taken from an old expression of my dad’s which I always loved. It has a Biblical basis, though the add-on “And the righteous don’t need it” seems to have been the contribution of my Dad’s old Mormon ancestors. About a decade ago I contemplated a novel with this title. Eli, Minerva (Bo), Seneca, the four daughters, were all part of the possibilities. The scene with the angry, impoverished flour-coated Eli coming to tea at the Professor’s house and meeting his lovely daughter Minerva, was already written, as were a few other scenes. Eventually however, I hadn’t any clear vision where this story might go, or who would be the central consciousness, central character. Many of them were interesting to me, none was compelling. I moved the whole into my folder called Books Abandoned and forgot it.

When called upon to write Chapter One for the Collective Novel I knew I wanted to posit some big family gathering so as to offer a lot of characters with complex relationships and backgrounds. Eli and his daughters came to mind, and I used that original premise: an angry, driven man whose hard work and success seems all for naught since he has no sons, and he does not value his daughters, nor his wife. His anger and his disdain would have affected the destinies and choices of all of these women.

At the October Red Wheelbarrow Happy Hour Cami suggested people offer up “cues” to be used in the first chapter. From these came the dog, Callie and the phrase “A failure to communicate…” and a few other elements which only tangentially made their way into the story. Most responses were anecdotes which didn’t fit into the broader picture that the first Chapter needed in order to provide fodder for thirty days of drama.

I went for the big, troubled family, developing Sallyann and Nora, but leaving the other two sisters Hannah and Susan mentioned but not detailed. I brought in Nora’s low-life boyfriend Randy and his son Jess, Jess’s wife/girlfriend Lizette, and their un-named little boy. (Next to Eli, Randy was the most consistently used character in both strands of the novel.) I tried to offer hints of possible physical danger with the rising river (an aspect not touched on by either Take One or Take Two), and a life for Sallyann outside the family (part-owner of a Seattle wine bar, also not touched on by either Take One or Take Two). Though Eli and Bo and their backstory were developed, neither made an actual appearance in Chapter One. The central dramatic dilemma that both Take One and Take Two enlarged upon as the core of the novel was Eli’s wish for a son, and the question of his money: who would that money go to.

For myself, I was astonished, gratified and indeed, educated to read the similarities in Take One and Take Two. Both novels offered up King Lear-like responses to the question of the money, and legacy: to whom would Eli leave the money? In each this central dilemma provided the narrative thrust of the book, and in each that question was tied to Eli’s wish to know who truly cared for him. In Take Two he faked bankruptcy: who would love him without his money? Answer, no one loved him with his money. Take One had the most succinct response to that question: the dog. Eli’s thwarted wish for a son naturally brought out the bastards and one legitimate son (oddly) switched at birth for a girl. In both novels, Eli died. In both novels Randy ended up in jail. In both novels Minerva, crushed into Bo (short for Bo-Peep) for her whole adult life, shows some spunk. The two undeveloped sisters took very different paths. In Take One Susan is renowned surgeon, holding the knife (and the power of life and death) over her old man. In Take Two she worked at Powells, had a gambling addiction which she had (sort of) kicked and was last seen having her stomach pumped from alcohol poisoning she’d imbibed at a casino. In terms of length, these books were within a few hundred words of one another. (Take Two however, had fewer participants than Take One where every day slotted was filled.) Both books were high-spirited, full of lively writing, humor and the occasional OMG!

In short the Red Wheelbarrow Collective Novel writers had tons more fun with the Hale clan than I ever had when I thought they might become a novel. Collectively we created unforgettable characters and situations with core dramatic links.

What did you learn from participating in the Collective Novel? What was your take-away as a reader? A writer? Chime in and be part of the ongoing conversation.

 

The Great American Collective Novel(s)

By Cami Ostman

Well, dear friends, NaNoWriMo is over.

I had grand ideas of adding 50,000 words to my own novel in addition to facilitating our two RWB collectives, but alas, that’s not how the month unfolded for me. The good news, personally, was that once I added about 17,000 words to my own novel, I realized that the skeleton of the story was done and that what is needed is a careful, slow revision with attention to detail. For me that was a victory, even if it did mean watching NaNo buddies update their word counts all month while I played with words already on the page.

And the further good news for me this November was that I had a TON of fun with No Rest for The Wicked. A total of 51 writers wrote a total of 57 chapters in two versions of a novel that started with the same set of characters and circumstances and veered in about… well 51 different directions! Each evening I would post a chapter, thank that day’s author for contributing, email the author for the next day’s chapter and go to bed wondering what Eli’s clan(s) would be up to in the next 24 hours.

I observed that most of you who participated brought your expertise and passion to the project. We clearly had writers with medical, legal, poisonous, and arsenal specialties. We also had the soft-hearted among us who tried (to no avail) to redeem characters such as Eli and Randy, only to have them villainized once again by their successors.

The dog found her voice in version ONE, where Eli decided to leave his fortune to his four-legged friend, the only creature who had any true affection for the man. In version TWO, Eli feigned bankruptcy to see who loved him best. The answer, no one, really.

And by my count, a total of three illegitimate sons came out of the woodwork (well, actually, one switched-at-birth, one a result of a date rape, and one who thought he might be Eli’s from a 15-year affair, but who secretly did a DNA test to discover he was the product of his mother’s one-night stand with a different man altogether).

I don’t know about everyone else, but illegitimate children notwithstanding, I learned a few legitimate things about the writing process this month. I learned:

1. If you set a time limit and make yourself accountable to other people, you WILL get words on the page.

2. First drafts are rarely consistent with what has come before and that’s why God invented revision.

3. People of all skill and experience levels are willing to risk writing and putting their work out in public IF the pressure to be perfect (or even good) is taken off the table–ergo, perfectionism is not the friend of productivity.

4. It is possible to write 100,000 words in 30 days–even if it does require 51 authors.

5. I live among supportive, good-natured, risk-taking writers whose works I cannot wait to read in the years to come.

Thank you to all who made the NaNoWriMo Great American Collective Novel (s) possible this year.

 

Join us for a reading from our two great novels at Village Books, Monday, December 10 at 7pm.