Good Imagery Deepens the Emotion of a Story

Emotion drives a story. With every word written the reader must be convinced that he/she cares, or that he/she will probably care further in.

Energy: Potential and Kinetic

Physics students learn about the concept of potential and kinetic energy early on. The idea is that potential and kinetic energy must always balance. A ball held over a cliff has potential energy: the same as the kinetic energy of it falling to the ground from the same position. An unmoving ball doesn’t look very energetic. But someone’s arm has to do work in order to keep it from falling (if you’re not sure about this, pick something up and hold your arm straight out in front of you for a few minutes).

Every object in a gravitational field has potential energy. The book on your desk (not on the floor, or in the basement, or being dropped down an abyss towards the center of the earth); the hands suspended over your keyboard; a plane in the sky; &etc. Work must be done by humans or objects to keep these things from dropping. Once it is dropping, we call its energy kinetic. A moving object (relative to some stationary object) has a kind of obvious energy that catches the eye, and is more about following the motion than imagining future or prior motion.

If we say that the energy of a story is its emotion, and the progression towards the climax is like a gravitational field (pulling one in one direction), then the kinetic energy of a story is action as directed by the choices and reflections of the character.

The potential energy of a story is imagery. Images exist in the gravitational field that is the progression of your story as well as other fields which exert force on those images, like the perspective of the characters, the background story, and the world. For non-physicists, a good word for the combination of plot, perspective, background, and the world is context. Images are being acted upon, albeit invisibly, by the context of the story. That is, every object in a story can convey meaning and be used to evoke emotion.

I Second That Emotion: Action and Imagery

Emotion can be expressed through both direct and indirect action. When Bernadette, a down-on-her-luck-forever malcontent who derives pleasure from the failure of others concocts elaborate fantasies of her friends and family meeting various forms of doom, that is indirect action as told in the story. When it turns out Bernadette is a subject in a top-secret experiment whose particular fantasies trigger real events to occur, the progression of those real events is direct action. When Bernadette reflects on family and friends who abandoned her when she needed them and hence (in her view) placed her on a hardscrabble road, that’s indirect action.

Emotion can also be expressed through imagery. First, let’s define imagery, since this seems to be something many writers (beginners and seasoned folk) disagree on. Imagery and description are not equivalent. Description is a guy rattling off every detail in the world, like a novice photographer with no sense for composition, lighting, and so forth. What makes a photograph (image) good? In some way it tells a full or a fragment of a story; it provides texture and context; it conveys a concept.

Stories are about emotion. If readers don’t care—aren’t emotionally invested—in characters/plot/concept, then you’ve merely copied the minutes of some or many meetings of your characters. There is no story.

Texture and context evoke emotion (think acrobats performing in a souq in Marrakech vs. a checker-clothed table of apple pies at a fair on a dewy Massachusetts morning). Texture and context are so much more than that, because they also evoke specific emotion depending on whose perspective we’re seeing the story through—to one character the souq might be familiar and comforting, and the New England fair confusing and stiff.

Concepts evoke emotion. Why would you say black mountains against a cobalt sky were the sails of a ship coasting through midnight seas? Even ‘midnight seas’ lends a particular image: silent, black/dark blue/blue-purple/gray, glittering stars, buffeting wind, fresh air, swoosh, splish of waves cresting and dying. What do you feel about the black mountains? It depends on the story. If the protagonist is a fugitive, and we’re in his perspective, those mountains-as-ships might be ominous, emblems of eternal movement. Even though he’s in a peaceful place so does the dark ship seem peaceful as it races towards its destination. Suddenly the black mountains-as-ships have evoked an emotion: they’ve become part of the story.

Good imagery is like an award-winning photograph in National Geographic paired with two perspectives, the perspective character and the reader. Fashioning a good image or emblem needs to take both perspectives into account, though I’d argue the well-fashioned image experienced by the perspective character should be able to evoke emotion in nearly any reader.

Stories are about emotion. A story can hook all the emotion into action, but might very well make the reader feel rushed and disconnected, like a stone skipping across the water. A story can hook all the emotion into imagery, but it might make the reader feel mired in mud (albeit beautiful mud). As usual, the decision whether to evoke emotion using imagery or action depends on the requirements of the scene, the character, the scenes before and after it, the author’s voice, and a hundred other variables. A story is a long poem, textured, with its own rhythm, bubbles, and valleys.

Will the fugitive notice aspects of his surroundings that reflect his own innermost fears and desires? Probably. Will he see the same black sails rushing towards him every night when he goes outside to smoke a cigarette in the shadow of the mountains? Perhaps. Is the story’s emotion augmented when you use imagery and emblems to reinforce the fears and desires of your characters? Probably. Will it fall flat if you ignore imagery and emblems altogether? Maybe.

Using imagery to deepen the emotion of a story might be the difference between, “I can’t connect with the characters,” and “Congratulations on the publication of your story;” or “This is a sellable book,” and “This is an award-winning (sellable) book.”

Stories are about emotion. Readers need a reason to care enough to read a story in the first place. Stories are also about creating art, an image, a poem, that unforgettable photograph in National Geographic. Anyone can paint. Not every painter is an artist. Anyone can snap photos. Not every photographer is an artist. Anyone can pound out a story. Learning to weave evocative imagery into a story can tranform a writer into an artist.

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Excerpt #1: The Driftheap

This is an excerpt from Chapter 10 of my literary speculative novel SHADOWS CAST BY A BILLION SUNS. It’s intended to give a flavor for the story and its main character, Fhala Rees. You can find this and other excerpts (unless you’re reading this hot off the presses, since this is the first one!) on the Excerpts page. 

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Resistance members—recruits, sectioneers, experts, staff, the whole judgedamned lot—scattered from the driftheap like it was a burning building. Which it was, later that night. Fhala Rees had to do it drunk, with help from a weeping Lyma Fosthe. Later, as they watched it from the safety of the perimeter marshes, Rees laughed. “That’s signal enough that we know they found the camp—and that we destroyed it before they could. Wonder if it’s visible from the black…you think, Lyma?”

Fosthe, pale skin streaked with soot and stinking of kerosene, could only weep. Rees placed her own sooty and stinking hand on Fosthe’s back, feeling the woman heave with the kind of loss from which a soul never recovers. The women crouched together as their worlds crackled and smoked in that furious torch.

They made it to the city at dawn, after a dip in the tranquil, inky ocean. Better salty and smelling of fish than of their crime. The East-East dhromaai threw up its tangled thicket like a blockade at the city’s edge. It was silent as death from within, even late-goers having found their pillow of down or flesh. It wasn’t long before they were there, a sleepy naked Ghea Rees bringing them into her home and shooing them into bed like adolescents who’d stayed out too late.

“You hear about it?” Fhala asked honey-haired Ghea as her sister tucked her in.

“All over the ‘casts,” Ghea replied, dark gold silhouette in the pink. Her low-pitched voice cracked with exhaustion. “Saying, ‘no one’ll catch that Fhala Rees, not like they did Bhaari.’ And no one will, not while you’re here.” She stroked Fhala’s dark curls, on the pillow. “Sleep, now. And then, for all that’s holy in the hands of the Kaa, take a judgedamned shower!”

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Lazy Villain-Building (or, How To Spice Up Your Bad Guys)

Some of the red flags of lazy villain-building: 

 1. Moustache-twirling. 

You’d think this one would be obvious, but whether it’s social conditioning via Looney Toons and old movies or something else entirely, all too many great authors fall prey to this cartoonish artifice. Moustache-twirling is a category I use for the apparent body-language of a villain: stroking facial hair (if male), filing fingernails, caressing a globe as he openly dreams of world/galactic domination, being ooey-gooey with a favorite pet, eating messily, being either very fat, very thin, very short, or very tall.

 2. The laugh.

Villains are apparently quite jolly. This artifice is typically a shortcut for showing some kind of  sociopathy. It’s apparently one thing to want to kills lots of people, but it’s quite another to do so with a big ole smile on your face. Gratingly, authors tend to go into lavish detail when describing the villain-laugh: chuckling, har-har-ing, roaring, and the ironic mwahaha are examples.

 3. The parade of evil.

Sometimes I wonder how some of these cartoonish villains got as far as they did, given how open they are with their evil tendencies. They might as well have a giant fireworks display of rockets colliding into planets hovering over their heads at all times. From casual threats of murder and genocide to loose morals and addictions, it’s like the author’s trying to convince his readers: “This is a super evil awful guy, see? See?!” by piling on as much apparent evil qualities as he can.

4. The blustery dick-sidekick to the effeminate, ultra-evil true villain.

Sometimes I wonder how this got to be an actual thing. I think it has something to do with latent homophobia/sexism on the part of the author, though that’s a giant can of worms I’m not about to pop at the moment.

How to Spice Up Your Bad Guys: 

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About Abigail Nussey – This Thing Called Writing

 I blame Jack London for the writing thing.

I met Jack when I was seven or eight; we were solid by the time I was nine. We sat in my drafty corner-room winter nights, words popping off the page in time with a flickering candle (I liked reading by candle. Thanks, L. M. Montgomery). He introduced me to other books, mostly about the harsh, inner lives of wolves and dogs and horses in nineteenth century America. The dirt and grime of the Yukon were under my fingernails in 1991; my leg was mangled by a bear trap, left to bleed out on the snow; my hands stretched their living tendons in the orange light of a final fire, as the wolf pack closed in.

Jack made me want to write. His explication of the ordinary and extraordinary made me realize what brilliant, untold stories live behind the eyes of people and animals. Each person, thing, and place is its own world, and sometimes many worlds (as we—people and places—are fragmented things that often don’t know our own selves).

Jack made grit and blood as beautiful as that last can of beans warmed over a fire by a man doomed to die in the Alaskan wilderness.

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The Writer’s Character Sheet

This summer I had the opportunity to attend the 49th Cape Cod Writer’s Center Conference. I met several fantastic writers, took four courses, and had my manuscript evaluated. If you ever have a chance to attend the CCWC Conference or a similar event, please do. It’s well worth it.

One course I took was “Fearless Characterization” with Anne Sanow (buy her award-winning TRIPLE TIME here). She provided a character sheet to the class, which we had to fill out first for a protagonist, then a villain.

I’d never used proper character sheets; sure, I took character notes and had some images corkboarded in my Scrivener character folder, but I didn’t have a templated sheet with questions and answers.

Like I’ve said before, there are no rules of writing as such, but as writers we generally want to communicate our story as clearly and accurately as possible, avoid stereotypes and cliches, and draw our readers into the tale. And, if we deviate, we deviate with malice and intent, not out of ignorance. That being said, a templated character sheet was just what I needed to drill down into my characters in a way that not only gave them life but let them live (because characters drive your story).

Templating my characters resulted in subtle, far-reaching improvements to my story. I’ve provided the character sheet that I use, the sheet from my class with some modifications, in-text below. You can also download it as a PDF and .rtf.

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Why I’m Not Worried About Being Original

 An idea might not be original, but a well-thought-out approach surely will be.

Us writers always exhort each other to “Show, not tell!” So I will show what I mean by the above through example. Note that I’m not pulling ideas from anywhere in particular—I don’t have a repository, nor have I written out the various approaches ahead of time. I’m going into this cold.

IDEA 1:   Man meets dog, dog belongs to pilot, pilot becomes the first female entreprenuer on the moon.

APPROACH 1:

Gerr Nodstom stood in the pouring rain. He hated the expression ‘raining cats and dogs’ but, doggone it, it was true in his case. The bedraggled pup’s doleful expression, like Gerr had all the answers to who the hell owned it and how to get him back, irritated him. But he couldn’t leave the ugly thing just shivering there. Time to find its owner.

Before he could initiate his quest a woman in a black jumpsuit turned the corner, sneakers squeaking on the sidewalk. “Doxie! You horrible twit, you stupid dog…I’m sorry, is she bothering you?”

The dog waved its sodden tail like a windshield-wiper. Was it Gerr’s imagination, or did the dingy beast wink at him before turning to jump and slobber on its mistress’s face? And what a face, that. Gerr caught the flash of a gold pin near her collar. A pilot of Wight & co. Doggone it, indeed. This lady was serious business.

“No bother. I’m just glad she wasn’t a stray,” Gerr said, cursing himself for such a stupid response.

“Hey, I’d give you a little tip for keeping Doxie company, but I’m saving for my own ride, if you know what I mean,” the woman grinned.

“Your own ride? You mean, like your own spaceship?”

“Oh, he’s a sharp one, he is! Yep. I’m going to taxi people back and forth to Luna colony. Grand idea, eh?”

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Shedding Abstractions in Your Writing – or, a Story is Born

Abstracting instead of making details concrete may be one of the most insidious forms of telling rather than showing. Here are three examples of abstract statements being made concrete. We’ll analyze them below. (Thanks to William Wenthe for the original statements)

ABSTRACTION #1. “They picnicked in a peaceful spot.”

CONCRETIZATION:  Grey bodies squeezed through the cracks in the cement, cracks in the steel casings, cracks in the iron pipes; wriggling pink pearls alighted on burnt wood, burnt garbage, a burnt digit torn at the knuckle.

ANALYSIS: This one is my favorite. It shows just how abstract the concepts are in the original statement. There are four concepts: ‘they,’ ‘picnicked,’ ‘peaceful,’ and ‘spot.’

Why that might conjure an image of a couple in a field on a checkered blanket, black ants carrying away their delectables piece by piece, that is not necessarily what’s being conveyed. This is evidenced by how I chose to interpret it: rats snacking on human flesh in the peaceful, human-free aftermath of a major war.

  • ‘They’ — the rats. Immediately you know many things: there’s definitely more than one, and there’s probably several, if not thousands. Not vague.
  • ‘Picnicked’ — Rats are eating human flesh. Not vague.
  • ‘Peaceful’ — A dead human implies the obliteration of whomever populated that particular area. Not vague.

When a statement is made which could describe many different things—a couple in a field on a blanket, as well as rats in a destroyed city snacking on human flesh, for instance—then the statement is not conveying that much information. It isn’t allowing the reader to live inside the story; I’d argue that there really isn’t a story in that statement. So instead of relying on abstractions, show your reader the details. A story is born!

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Writing With Malice and Intent (or, To Know and To Trust)

Some time ago I read the first fifty pages of Swain’s Techniques of the Selling Writer. It was good; I stopped reading not on its demerits but because I was itching to start a new rough draft. There were lots of gems I took from those first fifty, some enshrined in ink-and-post-it fame on the wall above my desk. One gem above all others has reared its significant head from time to time in my own writing:

“Deviate, if you must. But do it with malice and intent.”

There’s a lot in this statement. Let’s unpack. “Deviate” — from what? From structure, rules. Which structure, what rules? Structured story telling, and rules of style and grammar. Ah, okay! So it’s okay to deviate from these nuisance restrictions, eh? What a relief! — but not so fast. Continue reading

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