Prepared by: Rhéal Nadeau
Posted on: Sun, 10 Jun 2001
Reposted on: Sun, 25 Aug 2002
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This week's exercise derives from a
discussion on the Writing list,
between Mike Taylor and Sheri McGregor, about when descriptive text
becomes excessive. I felt that the examples they gave provided a good
example of pacing - alternating between rapid action and slower
description for effect.
Mike made up this example of too much
description getting in the
way:
As I moved quietly
through the forest, I heard a
twig snap
behind me. I spun on one foot -- too late, as the
dinosaur
was upon me, the great claws of its hind feet tearing
at my
clothing. I tried to reach down for my gun, but as I
was
crushed to the ground by its weight, my arm was
pinned beneath
me. I felt its hot breath on my face as it poised to
strike,
and did the one thing I could: shoved my other arm
down its
throat as far as I could. As it struggled to breathe,
I
noticed that although its flanks were covered in
non-overlapping tubercules about three to four
centimeters in
diameter and roughly hexagonal in shape, a variety of
other
integumentary structures were to be seen on its head:
long,
hairlike threads in drab grey-brown colours ran down
the back
of its neck, while keratinous structures not
dissimilar to
feathers formed a display crest, most likely for
sexual
display in the mating season. I estimated its femoral
length
as about two thirds that of the tibia, suggesting a
cursorial
lifestyle, although the femoral musculature was not
proximally
concentrated in the manner typical of an endurance
runner, so
a wait-and-pounce predation strategy was indicated.
Then it
bit my arm off.
This was Sheri's response:
This is a fabulous
example of description stopping
the action. It
just doesn't fit here. Now what if this [cave] man,
on his first
solitary hunt of manhood as some tribal ritual,
somehow killed the
darned thing. Plunged a stone into its eye and it
backed off, and
then he somehow killed it with his spear. As it lay
on the ground, he
might very well look at it and describe it, attached
to some sort of
emotions. Here's an example (which I feel I should
apologize for
since it was written on a whim and I obviously don't
know the lingo of
such a time period.... but what the heck):
As it struggled to
breathe, I saw its life wisping
away, and I
knew I was safe, knew I'd completed a kill that would
make me a
man. I shuffled closer, wanting to see the great
beast with its
flanks covered in tubercules, knit together like the
dwan dwan
bird's nest. Long, threads in drab grey-brown ran
down the back
of its now limp neck, the strength and ferocity
ebbing away with
its life. I bent close, felt its last heaving breath
on my
knees, and reached to touch the blue-green crest of
keratinous
feathers along its great chest. Up close, on a
lifeless,
unthreatening beast, the display appeared beautiful.
With my
flint knife, I set into trimming that away, stealing
the beast's
sign of virility as my own display of manhood to wear
back to my
tribe. Blood oozed from its ripped flesh, and
squatting, I
swiped my grimy hands on my loin cloth then set the
feather
crest aside. So close to this beast, this dragon
whose life I'd
stole, I compared my strength to the massive agility
now gone
from its sinewy legs five times the length of my own
muscled
thighs, but not so different, not so far from the
structure of
my own ropy, puberty-hewn thighs. I dropped to my
knees, a wave
of odd tension ripping through me, dragging at the
beating life
in my chest, trapping the breath in my lungs. Maybe
this great
beast had been on a manhood hunt itself, a journey to
prove its
worth. I jerked my gaze around the valley, searching
for
possible onlookers of its kind. There were none, and
as I
looked back at the beast, the sad and happy outcome
settled down
around me like fallen snow. The beast had failed.
Here, beside
a pile of rocks, in the shade of a knotted tree, the
beast had
failed. The sorry ache drifted away with a sense of
victory,
and I plunged my fist into its eye socket, ripped out
the ball
and rolled it between my lips. I had won.
Obviously not the same
"sort" of description, but
description nonetheless,
and more for a purpose in a story than just stopping
it.
OK, the discussion was about description,
but the two examples taken
together provide excellent examples of good and bad pacing. In the
first example, the story is brought to a halt at a moment of high
action
by description, destroying the flow. In the second example, the
description comes after the action has taken place, providing the
protagonist and the reader with a pause to catch their breath and
reflect upon the significance of the event.
In fiction, as in life, there is a time to
move quickly, and a time
to
slow down and reflect.
So, this week's exercise. In 300 to 500
words, write a scene
containing
fast-paced action and slow-paced description. As in the example above,
the action can come first, with the description providing for a
subsequent change of pace. Alternatively, the description could come
first, setting the scene, creating suspense. Or any other combination
of the two. Make sure the description doesn't get in the way of the
action, or vice-versa - the different parts of the story should each
follow the appropriate pace.
Remember to adapt your writing to the type
of scene: sentence length
and
structure, use of omissions of modifiers, and so on all contribute to
the effect. (Review the wrap-ups from previous iterations of this
exercise for more information: http://www.internetwritingworkshop.org/pwarchive/pw23.shtml
)
When critiquing, look at how the pacing
changes, and how effectively
the pace is conveyed in the writing. Did the action get bogged down in
too much verbiage? Did the slower scene really slow down, move at a
different pace? Point out the effective examples along with the ones
that
can be improved!
Rhéal Nadeau's wrap-up
Posted on: Wed, 20 Jun 2001
The purpose of the exercise this week was
to look at pacing -
combining
scenes of fast-moving action with slower introspection or description.
Many of the submissions showed how
effective this can be, whether it
was
to follow action with calm, or to use a period of calm to set up the
action. Along the way, we saw some of the techniques of pacing being
used, though these had not been discussed explicitely: for example, the
use of short sentences, power verbs, and few modifiers for action, with
longer sentences and more elaborate constructions for the slower
sections.
Other submissions did not have enough of a
change of pace, showing
that
this is not always a simple concept. Nevertheless, I think this
exercise gave us all a chance to learn more about how and when to use
pacing.
Many thanks to Mike and Sheri from the
Writing list for inspiring
this
exercise and helping me put it together.
Rhéal Nadeau's wrap-up
Posted on: September 2, 2002
Another week of interesting submissions,
with various types of
change of
pace. We saw a number of approaches: calm build-ups to explosive
action,
rests in the action, anti-climaxes allowing a wind-down or reflection.
In
all cases, when done properly, such changes in pacing helped maintain
the
reader's interest.
As was the case the first time we ran this
exercise, there was mixed
success. Some submissions had a clear change of pace, accompanied by a
corresponding change in writing style (short active sentences for
action,
longer, more detailed, sentences for description.) In others, the
change
of pace was not as clear; in some cases, the submissions really had two
different action scenes following each other, for example - the scenes
may
have had different pacing, but both were rapid.
As usual with a topic like this, many of
the situations used
dramatic
situations - literally life and death. Others, however, managed a
change
of pace in less dramatic situations - remember that this technique
applies
to all forms a writing, not just action or adventure!
My congratulations to all who
participated.
Rhéal
Rhéal Nadeau's wrap-up
Posted on: December 20, 2003
The results of this exercise are always
interesting.
Some of the submissions met the exercise
goal. There was a clear
change in the story pace; the events (and the writing) speeded up, or
slowed down.
But pacing seems to be a more difficult
concept than one might
think. Many of the submissions had no change (or if there was, it was
too subtle for me. The scene proceeded at the same pace (slow or fast),
with no change in the events and the writing.
In other submissions, there were two parts
to the scene - for
example, a quiet scene might lead to a moment of high action (like an
accident or conflict). However, the writing itself did not change - the
sentence length and construction, the verbs used, remained constant,
making the active scene seem like a continuation of the quieter
prologue.
I hope that as a result of the exercise,
people will think more
about pacing. When is it suitable to speed up or slow down the pace?
How is this communicated in the writing? Think of how a quiet scene
might be described using longer sentences, more abstract constructions,
more description or metaphors, while an action scene would work better
with shorter sentences, active verbs, direct writing.
(The next time we run this exercise, I'll
have to revise it to
discuss pacing in more detail.)
To all who participated, good work - and
remember, in the end it
doesn't matter if the submission was perfect or flawed; instead, what
matters is what we learned from it.
Rhéal
Rhéal Nadeau's wrap-up
Posted on: December 20, 2003
Another interesting week, with several
attempts at this exercise.
As before, changing the story pace seems
to pose a real challenge to
many
of us. Many of the submissions had two parts, with different levels of
activity, but too often the writing did not reflect that: both parts
read
the same, with similar cadences, sentence structures, and so on. So the
effect of the change in the scenes was diffused or lost.
Perhaps one way to approach this exercise
in future is to think in
terms of
tempo, of music. Think of a movie film score: quiet scenes have slow
music, very melodic; action scenes have faster, more ragged, music. In
writing, the choice of words and sentence structures provides this
background music - so how do we make a passage faster paced, or
slower? Pay attention when reading a book: how does the writing change
as
the pace of the story changes? (I recall reading Marcel Proust; as is
usual
with him, he'd been going on for pages and pages, using long complex
sentences, to discuss the problems of a relationship his protagonist
was
in. This was appropriate, because the relationship was complex and
going
nowhere. Then there was a single paragraph of just a few words: But all
this was about to change. No adjectives, no adverbs, no auxiliary
clauses.
After all those torrents of prose, this single sentence jolted me, put
me
in a different mind set. The pages before had lulled me - as the events
were lulling the narrator; this sentence woke me up, as the narrator
was
waking up.)
On the other hand, some submissions
managed the change of pace
marvelously.
And in those, everything changed: even the thoughts and preoccupations
of
the primary character. For example, one submission had the character
preparing for a parachute jump; the opening was full of her thoughts
and
concerns. Then she jumped, and all that was wiped away; instead, she
found
herself living in the moment for itself, independent of what had
brought
her there.
This is the power of being attentive ot
pacing, and to changes in
pace: it
can turn everything around, and increase interest and reader
involvement in
the story.
Rhéal
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