Great fiction can teach a writer a lot about their craft, but so can bad fiction. I don’t go out of my way to find crappy stories, but if I come across one, I won’t trash it, I’ll examine it.
Last year, I attended the Alameda International Film Festival on Halloween night because the organizers were showcasing a number of short horror features. It was held at a great little community movie theatre located on a quite neighborhood street. In a previous life, the theatre had been a church. Now the pulpit served as the projector room. The pews had been replaced, but instead of theatre seating, it was all threadbare sofas and la-z-boys. Neat!
That was the good side of the evening. Sadly, only a couple of films were entertaining. Most were lacking and a couple were damn right awful. I didn’t go in with high hopes, but I was hoping for something to stand out. However, the night wasn’t a washout. Each of the films taught me something about my writing. Several of the stories lacked subtext, and were nothing more than a series of events daisychained together. Others blew my suspension of disbelief because they lacked credibility and/or suffered logic problems. A couple had complex stories that were unsuccessfully told. A couple of stories had conclusions come out of nowhere, while others were so obvious that I knew what to expect moments after the opening credits. One was technically perfect from a story standpoint, but suffered from awful dialog.
I walked away from the night with a head full of pointers. The movies made me conscious of my own work. Had I committed any of these cardinal sins in my current batch of works and in my past stories? Because of what I’d seen, I gave a couple of my "finished" short stories another going over just to make sure I hadn’t commited the same literary sins.
The problem is that after a while, it’s easy to get complacent. I’ve gotten comfortable with my writing voice and if I don’t pay attention, my writing will get worse and not better. Seeing someone else’s mistakes makes me think about my own potential clangers sticking out from my manuscripts.
A truly great story can inspire and educate, but it can’t demonstrate the mistakes. For that, you have to look at the imperfect.
PS: Apologies for the brevity of this week’s entry, but our house was vandalized (nothing too heavy) and things still need taking care of.