on writing, and 'pretty'

ironic as it might seem, i don't like fics that are pretty. pretty, but empty, like a crystal vase sitting by the window. you look at it once in a while, and it's gorgeous in the light and captures rainbows in the diamond-shaped facets, but...

it gets boring, after a while.

when i use metaphors, i try to use them in-character, and with reason. my imagery tries to paint a picture with good reason. i'm trying to make a point here, with every word i write, and every metaphor and simile and description contributes to that point. that's why writing is, to me. it's to communicate - to tell a story, to weave something gorgeous in the minds of the reader. i try to make everything like a constant video, like you are watching the world through the eyes of the characters and it's appropriately tinted. i don't know whether i succeed, but i try.

what i really dislike, honestly, are descriptions and metaphors and imagery for the sake of it. they are pretty, they help the reader visualise but-

there isn't a point. there isn't a true story to tell. there isn't characterisation. replace these two characters with anyone else and the fic works perfectly fine, or even better, in some cases. the metaphors used aren't what the character themselves might use. it's all a sort of mess of pretty language and it's really such a pity. because, really, these fics are no different from those millions of beautiful, realistic landscape paintings (things like this.)

it serves no purpose. it's like a crystal vase, all ornamental and nice to read once in a while but eventually the magic fades, and it just becomes something your eyes slide past each time you walk by it. it's really very sad when this happens, because-

all these authors, they could have done so much better. these authors - they are the ones who can do it. they can create images, draw links, characterise. it's just that-

they're doing it all so disjointedly, and in the end, it's all a waste. there's no purpose, no meaning, and it's just so flimsy in the end. they could have done more; written something more memorable, something that truly strikes you with a truth that touches your heart, or even an image that haunts you even when you're surrounded by mundanity, or something about the character that changes entirely how you view him.

because that's what art is.

change. revolution. even if it's something miniscule. it's what i try to do with every piece of fic i write - create art.

because that's what language is.

eta; wow. so many responses, and so fast? -takes note of the timing. or is it the subject matter? hmm.-

on writing, and 'pretty'

ironic as it might seem, i don't like fics that are pretty. pretty, but empty, like a crystal vase sitting by the window. you look at it once in a while, and it's gorgeous in the light and captures rainbows in the diamond-shaped facets, but...

it gets boring, after a while.

when i use metaphors, i try to use them in-character, and with reason. my imagery tries to paint a picture with good reason. i'm trying to make a point here, with every word i write, and every metaphor and simile and description contributes to that point. that's why writing is, to me. it's to communicate - to tell a story, to weave something gorgeous in the minds of the reader. i try to make everything like a constant video, like you are watching the world through the eyes of the characters and it's appropriately tinted. i don't know whether i succeed, but i try.

what i really dislike, honestly, are descriptions and metaphors and imagery for the sake of it. they are pretty, they help the reader visualise but-

there isn't a point. there isn't a true story to tell. there isn't characterisation. replace these two characters with anyone else and the fic works perfectly fine, or even better, in some cases. the metaphors used aren't what the character themselves might use. it's all a sort of mess of pretty language and it's really such a pity. because, really, these fics are no different from those millions of beautiful, realistic landscape paintings (things like this.)

it serves no purpose. it's like a crystal vase, all ornamental and nice to read once in a while but eventually the magic fades, and it just becomes something your eyes slide past each time you walk by it. it's really very sad when this happens, because-

all these authors, they could have done so much better. these authors - they are the ones who can do it. they can create images, draw links, characterise. it's just that-

they're doing it all so disjointedly, and in the end, it's all a waste. there's no purpose, no meaning, and it's just so flimsy in the end. they could have done more; written something more memorable, something that truly strikes you with a truth that touches your heart, or even an image that haunts you even when you're surrounded by mundanity, or something about the character that changes entirely how you view him.

because that's what art is.

change. revolution. even if it's something miniscule. it's what i try to do with every piece of fic i write - create art.

because that's what language is.

eta; wow. so many responses, and so fast? -takes note of the timing. or is it the subject matter? hmm.-