Thursday, July 23, 2009

This has no shape. Not that I can see anyway.

I know I have written about this before but it really made an impression on me. In an interview, Junot Diaz once described the way he could see sections of his work as shapes. As a result, he could visually see how two parts would fit together. A geometric approach to structuring his novel. It sounds so orderly. He spent some time saying how weird it was blah, blah, blah. I totally want his brain.

My work comes out with all the paragraphs all over the place, some stuff here, other stuff there, and for the life of me I cannot see how it fits together. It like this, like each my novel is made up of threads, there is the Officer Jeremy thread which gets intertwined with the Sandy thread which gets wound up with Duane and his freak out. Okay, my novel is the back of a head of long hair and I am french braiding it. I grab a little of Sister Ashley there, grab Irene and Mother here and there's a frog and there's a storm. Oh my, I have never been very good as french braiding, messy and uneven and I leave out whole chunks and other pieces get tied in knots and after I put in the binder whole pieces unravel.

Can I use the word ravel? Because that is what I feel as if I am doing now. I am raveling the end together, the big fat braid, trying to bundle it all up into that neat rubber band. It must be a word, the spell check has not indicated it's not. Perfect.

Littlest sis Rachel signed on as follower number 7. Thank you for reading. I can't wait until you come back home and advise me on my color selection as I macrame my novel together.

As always(Pink Floyd's Wish You Were Here plays over and over in my mind--how appropriate),

(listen, so you can have it in your head too)