There’s a part in my first novel where two characters are jumping down a retaining wall. One easily jumps down and continues on, while the other nearly stumbles down. I don’t typically write action scenes like this, because what really exciting ever really happens in life? How I alternated between both characters could have been more effective, but I find these sorts of linguistic, lyrical patterns in media fascinating. It’s almost storytelling in multiple layers.
I think I’m bored by movies because most offer no psychological nuance. They offer depth of character in other regards, and they show many aspects of character, but they don’t reveal character. Maybe we should add an addendum to this mentality with “uncover, don’t show and don’t tell,” which sounds like pretentious pedantry, but it implies that we can show information or we can uncover it. When I write, I uncover my character’s psychological nuances.
Spoilers?: None (considering nuanced storytelling)
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I wrote a 60,000-word novel called A Story About Self-Confidence: What’s In A Name?, a month~long story at Eville Medical in the Sammohini Arc of “The Story.” I want to make a physical release of this book and sell digital copies that might be better formatted for PDF readers. For now, you can read it for free using the following links:
- PDF – 1.48MB
- Google Drive – includes first draft, second draft, final drafts with commentaries, along with other related materials to help aspiring writers or those interested in behind-the-scenes things.
Rough draft of the cover
‘The holiday season was supposed to be easy… I’m not ready for this…’
The computer repair technician was breathing shallowly as she approached the executive wing of Eville Medical, her stylish winter jacket keeping her warm, but perhaps too warm because she felt her forehead sweating.
‘Their meeting is about to start… what if I can’t get the projector to talk to the computer in time? I only have a few minutes… this isn’t good…’
“tganks again for covering cash 4 lunch
ill get lunch @ urban junction
irs at 8th & polaris”
The furniture mover, on a rainy day off, took the bus into Eville to meet one of the people she briefly worked with on a larger move. Partially, the trip was to get out of the house, maybe meet up with some new people, but mainly it was to see if this hip establishment could rekindle her guitar playing interests.
The team’s recently-promoted computer repair technician had just returned from her first urgent ticket. It was a high-priority issue where a computer wouldn’t start for one of the doctors over in Oncology after multiple attempts. The team was short-staffed even without one of their team being out sick for a few days. Sammohini returned with a bit of a sweat to Hank’s desk as he wrapped up assigning out tickets.
“Thanks for stopping over, Sammohini.”
“Why’s this taking so long? It must be back to working order promptly.”
There was a haze around the office, lined with leather-bound wealthy books and well-traveled ornaments, as the computer repair technician averted her eyes away from the small printer on the desk that was not working to the customer, an older woman wearing dusty clothing.
“I’m sorry, ma’am, usually these things don’t take this much time.”
BEEP… BEEP. BEEP!