I don’t begin a piece, whether a short story or a novel, with some lofty notion of an ideal plotline that takes the reader through an exposition, a crescendo and a climax, a resolution and a denouement. Some authors write this way, and I respect them for it.
My approach is a little different, inspired by the ancient Japanese principle of wabi-sabi, which celebrates the beauty of imperfection.
My characters, with all their flaws and imperfections, their tics and eccentricities, their peccadillos and peculiarities — they are the agents who tell me what to write, in what direction the story must go, how it will end. I trust them. I trust their judgment. Without them, there would be no story. My characters live inside me — when I’m awake and when I sleep. They speak to me. In a sense, they devour me. Without them, I wouldn’t be the writer that I am, and their stories would never be told.
If you are accustomed to writing in a different way, or to not writing at all, this may seem like an odd construct. Do I suffer from some sort of multiple personality disorder? Do I hear voices? You could argue that, perhaps, I do — not in the psychiatric sense (at least I hope not) but in the sense that the richness of the characters in my stories cannot come out unless I give them the freedom and the power to do so.
If I imposed a predetermined plotline on them, they would never have the opportunity to truly be who they are. This doesn’t mean that my stories don’t have gripping plots.
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