Writing Lesson From How I Met Your Mother: So Many Ways to Tell a Story

Below, I discuss spoilers for Season 3, Episode 7 of How I Met Your Mother (I mean, it aired back in 2007,  but I’m sometimes really  late to the TV party myself so I’m trying to be courteous. Seriously. I watched my first and so far only episode of Gilmore Girls three weeks ago).

As popular and well-known as How I Met Your Mother was, and for all the flaws it did have, I still don’t actually think it gets enough credit for some of the clever narrative techniques it employed. One of my favorite episodes is “Dowisetrepla”, and what makes it memorable isn’t what the episode is about. To paraphrase Roger Ebert, it’s how it’s about. All that happens is that my favorite fictional couple, Lily (Alyson Hannigan) and Marshal (Jason Segel) buy an apartment, despite the fact that Lily is neck-deep in credit card debt and hasn’t been able to bring herself to tell her husband. He finds out. They fight. Then they make up.

Now, here’s the thing. We never actually see the fight. What we see instead is three of their friends stopping  by their apartment and concluding, ominously, that a fight happened. A water bottle with the label peeled off? Lily peels the labels off things when she feels guilty about something. An empty quart of ice cream? Marshall eats when he’s mad! The calendar on the wall is crooked because someone slammed the door! By using this technique, the writers actually accomplish several things. For one, they avoid boring the audience with things the audience already knows. We know why Lily and Marshall are fighting. We know, or can safely assume, that Marshall is shocked and angry and that Lily is guilty. We don’t actually need to waste five minutes of screen time hearing them verbalize these feelings (and perhaps becoming less likeable in the process), when we could be watching the impromptu film noir parody instead. Secondly, it gives the other three members of the main cast something to do in a story line that mainly hinges on Lily and Marshall’s actions, and do it in a very funny way that still conveys the main plot points. We know exactly what we need to know about the argument without seeing any of it.

I still haven’t discussed what “Dowisetrepla” means, and I’m not going to here. If you don’t know, you’ll have to watch it and find out. If you just plain don’t care, that’s fine too, and probably healthier.

My point here? There are a lot of ways to tell a story or script a scene. If a blow-by-blow account of events in your story just isn’t doing it for you, you might want to explore an less conventional approach. Narrate the same scene from a different character’s point of view, or summarize what happened by showing the impact (“In the end, she got the house, I got the car.”)  You can even skip to the next part of your story and include the missing scene as part of a character’s flashback at a point when it has new relevance (Mad Men has also made at least one good use of this technique). Step outside the stubborn scene or plot point, figure what really needs to be said, and try new ways of saying it.

Best of luck with that!

Come Share in My Sudden and Likely Short-Lived Enthusiasm

So, I have this yen to do some kind of serialized online novel. As in, I put up a new chapter every week or so and anyone who follows this thing screams encouragement for me to continue.

I have a few ideas, but I’m still at the really, really early stage where I’m about 98% enthusiasm and 2% structure (if only that were all that was required).  So this thing could be any genre, or several genres, and go on for as long as I feel necessary.

Of course, this could all be a temporary madness on my part. Alternatively, it could be an exercise in forced creativity. After all, nothing motivates productivity like deadlines and an enthusiastic audience (or at least an imagined version of the same).

I should note here that any future projects I undertake will not be a sequel to The Foreigner, or anything related to The Foreigner. I have never seriously wanted to do a multi-book series, for several reasons. Prime among them is I don’t want to be locked into a very long project past the point where I myself tire of it. Plus, I have read too many series, some of them written by fantastic authors, that simply start to collapse under their own weight after Book 4 or 5*, and you can almost feel the writer’s enthusiasm waning. And I I really don’t see a reason that I would be any different under the same circumstances. Plus, in the case of The Foreigner, does anyone really want to see me do more horrible things to Adeline Rook? By the end of book, I sort of got the feeling she could use a  break and perhaps a nice long bubble bath. If anything I write in the future has a connection with my first novel, it will be a blink-and-you-miss-it reference that will have no bearing on the reader’s understanding or enjoyment of the story (hmm…..)

So what I’m talking about here is leaping into some new story and seeing if it holds anything that interests me. And I’m excited about it. I just have to see if I can make the excitement (and a plot) last.

Suggestions welcome, but no promises!

*Here, I’m not really talking about one-shot novels set in the same universe with the same characters (i.e a lot of mystery and detective fiction), but books in series with an overarching plot that demands an endgame.

 

True Crime Book Recs

One of the things that people are surprised to learn about me is that I have a near addiction to true crime and unsolved mysteries. I am a constant lurker on the Unresolved Mysteries reddit forum. I watch episodes of Disappeared and BrainScratch on Youtube to unwind in the evening,  or else check in on the crew at Thinking Sideways. (Yes, I know, questionable life choices).

The best true crime is, in my opinion, about something more than the just crime itself. It should use that crime as a way of introducing the reader to another time and place, and to figures as well and vividly rendered as any fictional character. I tend not to be especially interested in serial killers or large-scale, multiple crimes—I’m much more apt to be fascinated by isolated cases where, between one moment and the next, something went very wrong.

Today, I’m sharing a partial list of some of my favorite true crime books. Please feel free to share some of your favorites in the comments, although I expect I don’t have too many crime junkies following this blog.

Midnight in Peking by Paul French This is one of my absolute favorites and the one that first comes to mind when I think of the above criteria. It centers around the murder of a young Englishwoman in Old Peking (or Beijing), shortly before the Japanese invasion of China, and is a fascinating look at a time and place with which most readers are unfamiliar.

Murder in the Stacks by David DeKok  A little known case from 1969, in which a graduate student at Penn State was stabbed to death in the campus library. It’s a terribly overlooked case, and the author does an excellent job of researching the life of the victim and the lives of all the other principle players involved in the case, as the well as the social and political mood of college campuses in the late 1960s. He examines several possibilities, and ends up presenting a plausible suspect and summary of what really happened in the silent stacks  that November afternoon.

Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil by John Berendt. If you can stomach another title with the word “midnight”, you will discover another fun, engrossing, atmospheric read. I almost didn’t include this here for a few reasons. One is that it is questionable whether it qualifies as true crime since it there isn’t really that much crime and it is possible that there is not that much truth, either. Berendt is open about altering the names and descriptions of several individuals that feature in the book, and I’m not the first person to comment on the relative implausibility of an outsider being so readily invited to share so many of Savannah’s secrets. While the narrative is centered around a shooting death in the home of a prominent Savannah antique collector (which may or may not have been self-defense), the real reason for the book’s existence is not so much this event as are the many side stories, full of scandals and colorful characters. Also, this book was a popular bestseller in the 1990s and I figured it had been recommended to death and back by this point. Then I remembered just how enjoyable it was to read, and realized that it needed to be on this list anyway.

Cases that Haunt Us by Mark Olshaker and John E. Douglas, and Law and Disorder by John Douglas and Mark Olshaker. I’m putting these two together because they share the same authors and cover some of the same material, These are fantastic primers on several controversial murder cases, both historical and modern, in which the authors apply their considerable experience and expertise and share their own conclusions. These are definitely more graphic than many of the other books on this list, delving more deeply into forensics and criminal psychology, and should in no way be mistaken for light reading. However, I heartily recommend them to anyone with a serious interest in true crime, so long as they have a reasonably strong stomach.

Shadow on the Mountain by Stephen Singular and Joyce Singular. I’m actually in the process of reading this one, but so far I’m liking it too much not to share. Here, the setting is Aspen, Colorado, and the crime is the murder of the well-connected heiress and philanthropist, Nancy Pfister. The story of Nancy’s life, in which she traveled extensively, rubbed elbows with celebrities, and made more than a few enemies, is incredible enough, and things only get more dramatic after her bludgeoning death turns into a murky legal drama involving three suspects, two of them a married couple.

The Suspicions of Mr. Whicher by Kate Summerscale. It’s been a few years since I read this, and writing about is going to make me want to check it out of the library again. In the year 1860, Jonathan Whicher, one of the earliest English detectives, was tasked with investigating the murder of a young boy and became embroiled in the cloistered lives of a well-to-do Victorian household. It soon becomes apparent to both Whicher and the reader just how implausible it was that young Saville Kent was killed by anyone other than a member of his own family.  His suspicion of Saville’s teenage half-sister brings nothing but disgrace to Whicher and the case is nearly forgotten, until, years later, a killer’s confession shocks the nation.

Dead Mountain by Donnie Eichar…and another “mountain” title. This might be cheating a bit since this book delves more into a mysterious event that in all likelihood involved no crime at all, but I feel this is the best place to mention a book that deserves mentioning. It was written as an attempt to explain the sad and unsettling Dyatlov Pass Incident of 1959, and is by far the most thorough account I have read about it. It’s the story of nine hikers who died in a mysterious accident in the Ural mountains, an event which has attracted conspiracy theorists and fringe researchers ever since. Eichar lays bare the facts, introduces the reader to all the main players in the story, dismisses the more outlandish explanations, and turns it all into a riveting read.

Most of the books by Ann Rule. You can walk into any given used bookstore and find a few shelves full of paperbacks written by her, and the same goes for most public libraries.  Small Sacrifices, Bitter Harvest, A Heart Full of Lies, and In the Still of the Night stand out as particular favorites. Each of her books is devoted to a murder case, but she has also written some compilations in which she explores several different cases. As far as I’m concerned, she’s everything a good crime writer should be. Rule focuses on the facts and is never especially lurid, while demonstrating great empathy and insight towards everyone involved in one of her cases. Best of all, her books are almost always compulsively readable, indistinguishable from the best sort of fiction.  She passed away in the summer of 2015, but still has some great interviews up on Youtube, where she talks about her writing career and always comes across as a very sweet, likable person.

Now just promise me you won’t read anything that claims to prove the identity of Jack the Ripper. Well, you can read it, just don’t take it seriously.