Ah - the rain. It cometh like a deluge for at least ten days now and is showing no signs of stopping. Despite this, Eldest Son managed to play a game of cricket yesterday. Yes - a whole match was played without rain stopping play. After four cancelled games, this was good news. But the bad news is that his cricket whites are now covered in grass stains. This is by no means unusual for the cricket season. After all, the ball must be stopped from reaching the boundary and if that means sliding along grass to stop it, so be it.
So it was to the laundry room this morning that I made my way armed with my trusty stain remover Shout. (Perhaps it ought to be Shout! like Hello! magazine). As I sprayed generously over the grass and mud stains, I began to ponder about my writing at the moment. (Curious train of thought I know but I am getting there).
I am currently trying to get my head around the writing technique known as Deep Point of View (POV). This sounds like some kind of diagnosis and is by no means easy to achieve. The trouble with having multiple third person narratives is that it is often hard to get the viewpoint right from a character's point of view without saying "he felt", "he thought", "he wondered". It all becomes rather cumbersome and takes up excess words that aren't really needed.
So, like the stain remover, I am want to go deep into the character's head and get rid of excess, unwanted words in order to create smooth, flowing narrative in which the point of view is clearly felt by the reader. Simple. I just wish there was a Shout! for writers.
Vanessa x
Missing socks and a whole pile of washing. Oh, and a bit of writing in the middle. Why is that there is always one odd sock in the wash? What can one small mother of three children; a mad dog and a forever absent husband do when the washing pile gets bigger than her? Will she ever get that novel written when she is constantly distracted by the ping of the washing machine. Read on to find out....
