…………dialogue or description? I am currently participating in NaNoWriMo and I have found that so far, the bulk of my work has been made up by dialogue. Until now, I didn’t realise that I felt so comfortable writing it. The aim is, by the end of November I will have written around 50,000 words towards a novel. I know it will be very rough. In fact, I am itching to edit but know that I can’t. The method of just writing and not editing has been good for me. I am working through the story quicker. I know I will have to add flesh to the bones but I have enjoyed not picking it apart because I now realise that it was debilitating in the past. By the end of this month, I could have written my first novel. What an exciting prospect!
Is anyone else doing NaNoWriMo?
If not, what are your thoughts on writing dialogue? Do you find it easier than descriptive writing?
What do you think about writing without editing?
I’d love to hear from you.
This week has been one of those “life gets in the way” weeks, or to be more precise, work gets in the way. I have struggled through this week thinking about writing but not actually doing much and any writing that I did do was forced and in all honesty, poor. But, Thursday night’s Creative Writing course kick-started me again. We did a short exercise in writing dialogue. We were given a list of pre-determined characters in which we had to pick two and then set up a dialogue between them in a few minutes. The characters I chose were “angry old woman” and “displaced alien”. What follows was the dialogue I wrote. Admittedly, it’s not perfect but it was a fun exercise to do. If I find myself in a slump again like this week, I would definitely repeat this exercise. Silliness is very therapeutic albeit not a route to riches! So anyway, here goes:
“Get out of my garden!” Agnes shouted.
She had become angrier with every year that passed.
“Sorry,” the alien said in a small voice, “I had nowhere else to go.”
“Aww, me heart bleeds for ye! Close the gate on the way out.”
“I am saddened by the harshness in your voice. I would have expected your kind to be more welcoming.”
“Well, I’m sorry to disappoint you but I’m fond of my pansies so clear off!”
The alien turned and walked towards the gate. He turned his head 360 degrees without moving his body and said, “You would be welcome on my planet anytime.”
Agnes threw a garden gnome at him.