Colin Firth: Mr. Darcy AND Mr. Bennett?

When we think of Mr. Darcy, he is often indelibly linked to the BBC mini-series version played by Colin Firth. Even if you’ve never seen the mini-series (and if you haven’t, um, why not?), you still think of Mr. Firth as Mr. Darcy.

The "pride" of Pride & Prejudice

The “pride” of Pride & Prejudice

I find it interesting that his character in Nanny McPhee puts him in a different Pride and Prejudice-esque role: that of Mr. Bennett.

nanny

Not seeing it?

Well, let’s see:

  • neglectful of his children (of whom he has too many & for whom he cannot provide)? Check!

Bennett

Um.. which kid is this again?

  • pondering marriage to a woman who has a questionable amount of intelligence, and is, at the least, very, very annoying? Check!

Kids, I may be ashamed of her, but I need to get laid.

Kids, I may be ashamed of her, but I need to get laid.

  • Educated enough to know better? Check!

educated

So in a way, Colin Firth got to be the hot, sexy guy everyone loves and the father-in-law most of us don’t bother to notice is kind of an asshole.

Writing vs. Story

I love that scene in Infamous where Truman Capote tells the same story, with slight variations, at different dinner parties, to see which version goes over best with his “audience.”

capote

 

The fact is, the way that a story is told is just as important as the words used. Kind of like how the tone of voice used while talking to your significant other can either get you kissed or slapped. Are you being sincere or sarcastic? It is the tone of voice, the way you are talking that tells the listener which adjective is correct.

But you can’t rely on tone to help you in your writing. Unless you are composing something you plan to read to others, you have to utilize your language skills more carefully.

I have been thinking about writing vs. story a lot recently, because I just recently re-read Christopher Moore’s The Lust Lizard of Melancholy Cove. It is a book I definitely recommend reading. The writing is solid, and the story is fantastic. But it is definitely a case in which the story transcends the writing, which makes it a slightly disappointing read.

lust lizard

 

 

The Lust Lizard of Melancholy Cove has zany characters (but they work so much better than the Gordonston Ladies Dog Walking Club), as well as a smart, funny plot. The lust lizard is a dinosaur that has been sleeping in the Pacific Ocean, but wakes up, and is attracted to the depressed residents of the small town Pine Cove (because it preys on depressed animals), the majority of whom have been taken off of their antidepressants, due to a guilty-feeling psychiatrist who mistakenly thinks she caused a suicide via overmedication. Sounds pretty awesome, right?

It starts off strong, but somewhere in the middle of the book, I begin to lose some of my steam while reading this book. I continue to read, because I want to see how Moore wraps up the story, but I’m just not as interested. I can be interrupted mid-sentence, without being cross like Sarah in A Little Princess.

Go ahead; interrupt me again. I dare you.

Go ahead; interrupt me again. I dare you.

The reason I find this subject interesting is because it is generally mid-story that I begin to lose steam while writing. I just… care a bit less. I get a bit bored. I try to push through this, keep writing, because I can always edit it and make it better later, once I have a finished draft.

Except I’m kind of crap at editing. And finishing, actually, but that’s another story.

So, if you’re kind of bored writing the middle stuff, it will probably make it kind of boring to read, which means the readers will probably care less about how the story ends. I guess the best way around this problem is to get better at editing, and have kick ass beta readers.

Any other suggestions/thoughts? I would love to hear them!

It’s All About Context

Shakespeare wrote that “A rose by any other name would smell as sweet.” And maybe that’s true. But will the song “Pay Phone” still hold resonance in a few years, when many teenagers already aren’t really sure what a pay phone even is? And will a book narrated by a teenage girl with a terminal illness still be as touching in a decade, when many readers of young adult fiction are no longer aware of the close relationship between the author and the young fan & friend who inspired the relationship?

This is a pay phone.

This is a pay phone.

Like many avid readers, I am a fan of John Green. When I read Looking for Alaska, I remember being relieved that YA still contained good writing, and not just good ideas, poorly executed (I was in a bit of a reading slump, reading the wrong things for me). So when I first heard about The Fault in Our Stars, which deals with death and living, and knew that the author had been inspired to write it by his close friendship with the recently deceased Esther Earl, I allowed myself to become very, very excited.

fios

Unfortunately, this resulted in my being very, very disappointed.

disappointment

The Fault in Our Stars is not a bad book. It’s decently written, it exhibits intelligence, and humor. But some of it felt as though it was done by rote – standard Green wit and intelligence, twist at the end that I saw coming in the first third of the book, showy role-model-esque shit that made me roll my eyes a little bit.

Seriously? Smoke it or STFU.

Seriously? Smoke it or STFU.

I’m not sorry that I read The Fault in Our Stars, and as far as blockbuster bestselling books go, I’ve certainly read much worse. At the same time, I’ve also read much better. By the same author. And I didn’t cry; I don’t think I even felt tempted.

temptation

So I kept hearing about readers who cried through the entire book, teenagers and adults, alike, and at first, felt a bit like sour grapes. What was wrong with me? Why didn’t I feel sad at this book? I couldn’t have been the only one who could see that Hazel was not the only main character terminally ill. The Anne Frank museum felt a bit overdone. Why was everyone else who read this book crying so much? Was I the only one who was like: “Meh. It’s okay, but Looking for Alaska was better?”

sour grapes

Of course, I’m not, but a lot of people were a lot more touched by this novel than I. And I think a large part of the reason is the story that inspired the novel.

I don’t really know a lot about Esther Earl, but I do know that she touched a lot of lives. And while she and her acquaintance knew that she was slated to leave this earth earlier than many other people, it was still sad when she passed away. Ms. Earl seems like she was an amazing person, and I think there must be a lot of pressure to do justice to such an amazing person in literary form. Perhaps that’s why some of the novel felt a little forced, to me.

And my very different reaction from the majority of readers to this novel resulted in my thinking about context.

A rose by any other name...

A rose by any other name…

Many readers were nerdfighters, a part of the tight-knit community that revolves around the Green brothers, and of which Esther Earl was a large part. And knowing that she was the inspiration, knowing that she is dead, added another dimension to the novel that I didn’t experience. Because I was not a nerdfighter. While I am sad that Esther Earl died so young, and know that she touched a lot of people, I never interacted with her, and so I don’t have the personal connection to the novel The Fault in Our Stars that many other people did.

That’s okay. A novel that helps a lot of people work through difficult emotions and concepts is a great thing. What I question is the novel’s sustainability. In ten years, will people still be as touched by this novel? Will people still be reading this novel?

Will the people so touched by this novel today still be touched by it in a decade?

Daily Post: 3 Questions

Daily Post Prompt: A Pulitzer-winning reporter is writing an in-depth piece – about you. What are the three questions you really hope she doesn’t ask you?

  1. What was your annual salary last year?
  2. If you have to purchase an item from QVC, but you can only choose one item, what would you purchase?
  3. Hypothetically speaking, if I was a serial killer, what would be your least favorite way for me to murder you? (Purely hypothetical, of course…)

Plug the Rabbit Hole

You know that comedic story type, where things just keep getting worse & worse, and you assume something awesome will happen near the end to save the story, but instead, it gets still worse? That has been my life lately.

Between my car repairs, pending grad school payments, the trip recently made to Indiana that I couldn’t afford, more car repairs, and the fact that I’m probably not going to get the job I applied for that seemed a good possibility, I’m kind of praying that I just drop dead somewhere.

Also, I’m sitting in a cafe because my boyfriend hates me, and there is a deluge of rain outside.

Also, I don’t even know if I used the phrase “Rabbit Hole” correctly, but I’m not changing it.