Fast Fathers Slowing It Down

Oh, boy. Is this week’s topic a toughy. It’s forcing me to take a good hard look at my writing (not so hard) and myself (shudder-inducing hard). I’m going to have to echo Amy K. Nichols’s sentiment in her last post. Seeing them and understanding them are two wholly different things. Honestly, I’m not sure I’m even seeing all of my slips.

I hope someone would be courteous enough to let me know if my slip is showing.

So here are a few of the things I see reoccurring in my writing. Commence band-aid ripping now:

1.  Father Figures – This, to me, would be the most obvious element that consistently pops up in my fiction. I’m fascinated with the bond between a father and his children, and in some cases, the complete lack there of. In one case I wanted so bad to highlight the a father figure, I lost touch with the basis of the story. Luckily I realized this before too long and reluctantly edited it out of the story.

I know this comes from me becoming father. Even though I was lucky enough to grow up in a house where my father was present, it didn’t hit home until I held my own children in my arms. If you’re not a father, trust me. It’s powerful stuff.

2.  Keep the Pace Moving! – Although I might gripe about being so busy the arms of the clock strain with the amount of stuff I try to cram in a limited amount of time, I really dislike being idle. So it should be no surprise that from scene to scene in my stories, I barely leave room to breathe. This one had to be pointed out to me. Take my current work in progress. The entire course of the novel happens in a single weekend.

I thought, what’s wrong with that? Everyone likes a thrill ride.

That might be true, but everyone likes to breathe even more. It’s so important to add in those times for the reader pause and reflect on what just happen, before cranking up the tension and action again. It’s an important contrast that helps to highlight those scenes that’ll demand the reader’s attention.

So there you have it. I’m sure I have more slips that I either unaware of or refuse to drag out in the spot light. I’ll save those for future critiques and therapy sessions.

Now I’m left feeling exposed. You could help cure that by sharing some of your own Freudian Slips. If everyone is exposed, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about, right? So expose away in the comments below. If you want to share, but not let the whole world know, feel free to send a private message in “Commune with the PLC” tab above. It can be our secret.