Many things take place far from the middle. It is only as we explore our possibilities
that we find ourselves getting closer and closer to the edge. As a plot thickens, it is usually towards the
center of the page. It’s a balance
thing. But as we expand our thought
process and start including other situations and possibly more characters, we
wander dangerously close to the margin.
It takes room to build excitement and consequently an author can become
caught-up in the frenzy.
When this happens, mistakes are made, dialog becomes confusing,
props are forgotten about and only in later chapters do we discover the phone
can’t ring, as you forgot to have one on the table. Here is where painting with wide strokes,
white-out can come to the rescue. Caution
must be exercised, however, for it is here, along the very edge, where paper cuts
happen.
I am told that Wuthering Heights would have gone on for
several more chapters, had it not been for an unfortunate paper cut.
1 comment:
Bloody unfortunate mate!
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