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You as I see It, Chapter 2 |
| Written by Nathan Weaver | |
| Monday, 04 August 2008 | |
This is the plot. This is where the story goes. It could have only so many avenues. There’s a hero, there’s a villain and a dame—there’s always a dame. She can be all good or a femme fatale. Or, you could have a heroine and villain. Or, you could have an anti-hero. Or, you could have a character study where the protagonists and antagonists are not so easily defined. In this case, who is pro and anti is determined by the interpretation and ethics of the reader.
If there was a story it should’ve started in the previous chapter, but it didn’t. This chapter should be progressing what started previously, continuing the reader through the rising action towards the climax and then eventually into the resolution. Yes, this should be continuing what has already been established, but as of yet nothing has been established.
There are no given circumstances, other than that you are an impotent hussy and so on. But, how do these details further our progression? Hard to say. Often times, we could have started previously with an event from the villain or villains. And now, we could be meeting our hero and beginning to realize his connection to the villains in the previous matters. However, we did not have that, did we?
Perhaps, we should go back and start our story again. Or, perhaps we could decide there really is no story. Most true stories don’t actually tell like stories. They’re random and unpredictable. That’s real life, but you know all about that, don’t you? For instance, since this is real life, I dare you to predict my occupation. I bet you can’t. I’ll give you three seconds.
Three.
Two.
One.
I don’t have a job.
Some might argue it was a trick question, but undeniably it was not predictable. If you did get it right, then perhaps I’m wrong about all this. Maybe this is a story and maybe this isn’t real. In which case, we would need to begin to establish some characters. Some pros and antis and conflicts. Gotta have conflicts. Stories without conflicts are barely stories at all. Though, most of real life can be gotten through without conflicts or at least life threatening ones—until you’re dead, anyway. Life doesn’t have to be so definitive.
As I ponder my life, I can think of no story. There is no conflict. No villains, few dames. No dames that stick around, that’s for sure—not like in most stories. Neither femmes nor lovers—or both. No heroes, no main characters. The scenery, sets and faces are constantly changing. Like working in fast food, there are no main characters because the turn over is ludicrously high. And this is mine. My life. It has had a large turn over, but no story or conflicts to speak of. Nothing definitive.
No, this must be real life. It cannot be a story. Copyright 2008 Nathan Weaver |
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