Tuesday, October 05, 2010
Writing a novel is an endless process of discovery. You believe the end is near when suddenly a new crop of problems emerge, problems that can't be ignored, and it is back to what seems perpetual tinkering. Possibly every writer goes through this but I can only speak from my own experience of infinite regression. One issue crops up more than any other: blindspots. The manuscript has blindspots to spare, so many I could sell them on eBay. They arise from plot/character conflict, when one demands superiority over the other. That is almost all I see now, as if I were working not on the document itself but an x-ray of it: rather than tissue the bones are exposed and I read not words but plot or character and the undying tension between them. Makes for a special kind of blindspot, points of black that show up on the page like signs of disease.