I've read mediocre books where at some point in the story, the author or editor spoon feeds the reader, rather than just tell a great story. The main character starts to ask rhetorical questions of himself such as, "Does she really love me? How long is it going to last this time? Should I buy a loaf of bread?" so that the reader can get into the head of the character. It is a cheap trick, or at least I think it is, I'm not an author. Needless to say, at this point in any book I'm frustrated!
Today as I scrubbed my kitchen for potential buyers, mopped, dusted, folded, and de-cluttered for the 30th time in as many days, I find myself asking silly questions to keep the story going, or to keep the house clean enough for perfect strangers to tromp their muddy shoes through.
"Why am I cleaning my house so much when no one really cares? Why do I care what anyone thinks of how I keep my house, or me for that matter? Why can't I just relax all the way about this house thing? How did Malt-O-Meal get here?"
With the feather duster in hand this morning, I decided just to tell the story (and keep cleaning).
Also, a huge thank you to my talented friend PR Frank http://prfrank.com/ for making me a banner, so I can feel like a real blogger.
If you get an ipad then you could probably clean and blog at the same time. Just saying.
ReplyDeleteI might even be able to get a cleaning application!
ReplyDeleteIs an iPad some sort of new-fangled, hi-tech, feminine hygiene product?
ReplyDeleteI think a man named it. Quite unfortunate, isn't it?
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