Writing Your Story

Lesson 12 of 26

Dialogue and Rhythm

 

Writing Your Story

Lesson 12 of 26

Dialogue and Rhythm

 

Lesson Info

Dialogue and Rhythm

This is an interesting one. I'm a huge believer in dialogue. It's one of your tools in telling a story, not to paraphrase what somebody said but to actually let us hear their voice, than in effect, we get to be you, and hear them saying the thing, and of course, when you write dialogue, it should sound like real life but better. You take out all the, so, how's it going, did you, how was your trip over here, did you sleep well, come on in, have a seat, all this stuff we really say in life, we do not need to say in our writing. We know it happens, it goes without saying. Here's a passage from a student writing. "When I got home from work that day, Patty was sitting on the couch with an angry expression on her face." I feel the need to point out some of these things. I'd like to have a pointer really, but I'll do without. Okay, sitting, do we need to know where she's sitting? She's just sitting. Angry expression, does anybody have an angry expression on their arm, or their leg, I don't th...

ink so. You need to be that tough on yourself, every single word, do you really need it? "It looked like she was very upset about something but I had no idea what the problem was." Maybe, if we just hear what happens next, we're gonna know that she's upset, let's see. "'I went to get my tip money from the jar in the kitchen where I left it yesterday, but it's not there, or in the drawer, or anyplace, it's gone', she said, in an accusing voice." If somebody says, their tip money is gone, and their saying this to their roommate, do we need to know that their voice is not gonna be very friendly? Probably not. Do we need to know where the tip money was being hidden or, when it was brought there? Probably not. There was tip money, it's gone. That's the important thing. "I just looked at her dumbfounded." Let's see about this dumbfounded, what that accomplishes and if we need it. "I was starting to realize that she thought I'd taken her money." Is there anybody who doesn't get this at this point? You understand, you know one of the great gifts for me of publishing my work for as long as I have, and hearing back from readers, some of you online, and some of you here perhaps, is huge respect for the intelligence of the reader. Readers get it, they figure out. I think probably by the time I'm 90, if I'm still publishing my work, I'll only have five words in my essays, (audience giggles) 'cause I know you're gonna understand everything. "'Don't pretend to me Jane', Patty went on, narrowing her eyes and staring back at me coldly." Lots of description of what Patty looks like. Let's think about movies, and how there are never any adjectives or adverbs, it's all in the dialogue, and we know exactly what kind of people our characters are in the movies. "'I can't imagine anyone else but you would have known about my tip money or where I put it, I know you're always worried,'" now she's speculating on motive, "'I know you're always worried about how you're going to come up with your half of the rent money. You took my hundred dollars, didn't you?'" 156 words, here we go. "When I got home from work that day, Patty was on the couch." "'My tip money's gone,' she said.'" "'Over a hundred dollars.'" "I just looked at her, Patty stared back at me." "'You took my hundred dollars, didn't you?'" Now it's a movie. Did anybody miss anything, that used to be there? Oh, this is another favorite, I love all of these things actually. So, really, if I'd had my choice of what I would be good at in this life, other than figure skating, I'd be a musician. I won't be too greedy, backup singer in the Bruce Springsteen band, a harmony singer perhaps in a country band, jazz musician. The closest that I come to feeling like musical performance is in the sound of my writing, and I read, I sit alone, there's lots of strange things that I do when I'm writing. I'm alone in a room and I'm reading, I'm sometimes pacing around as I do it. Sometimes I act out a scene, I take all the parts, and I kind of see like where, I'm blocking it all out, and very often, I read my work aloud and I strongly recommend that you do that and you hear the sound of your voice. One thing that will happen is you'll hear repetitions of words. You'll hear things that, sounds that just don't go together very well, but you'll also hear rhythm. The closest that I come probably to making music, although I do sort of pretend that my typing is a keyboard, is like hip hop artist. I am, I want you to feel that, kind of beat. So I'm going to begin with a piece of writing, not mine, sadly, that is one of my all time favorites, and the rhythm of this is so powerful that generations of babies, who don't even speak the English language, or any other language, have been calmed by the sound of these words, and I don't actually need to read them off the screen 'cause I know them so well, because I would be sometimes driving along some road in New Hampshire, and one of my children might be crying, and I would just recite, "in the great green room, there was a telephone, and a red balloon, and a picture of the cow jumping over the moon, and there were three little bears, sitting on chairs, and two little kittens, and a pair of mittens, and a little toy house, and a young mouse, and a comb, and a brush, and a bowl full of mush, and a quiet old lady who was whispering, hush, goodnight room, goodnight moon, goodnight cow jumping over the moon, goodnight light and the red balloon." And you know the baby, who didn't even speak English would stop crying. It was my devastatingly powerful performance, of course, (audience laughing) but really, it was Margaret Wise Brown. It was the rhythm of those words, and I don't pretend to have ever written anything that accomplished that, but I'm gonna read a little paragraph from an essay of mine from years ago. This essay had to do with a time, it was fairly few years in to my divorce from my first husband, the father of my children, and I had, there was a time in my week that was always the hardest, which was Sunday night, driving back to the old house, the farmhouse where we used to live together, and where our children had been born, and picking them up from their weekend with their father, and on this one particular occasion, and I wasn't allowed into the house, it had been my house, but I wasn't allowed in, and this one particular Sunday night, my children's father wasn't there, and I got to come in to the house for the first time in many years, and my son, Willy, was very, very excited, and he's running all around, gathering up all his stuff, and I'm standing there alone in this kitchen, where I've probably made a thousand meals. I can look into the bedroom where the children were actually born, and the house is filled with memories everywhere and their sort of all coming up within me, and I'm evoking those in an essay, and suddenly I see, at that point, my children's father was a sheet rocker, he used a screwgun, metaphoric tool, and his screwgun was sitting on the counter. (audience laughing) "On the kitchen counter lay my ex-husband's screwgun. I picked it up and palmed it as if it were a 45." (audience laughing) "I put it," actually, today I wouldn't even say, "as if it were a 45," I'd know that you'd understand that palmed referred to a gun. "I picked it up and palmed it. I put it down again, picked it up and tucked it under my jacket." I wanted you to feel that hesitation, not just I picked it up and hesitated, but I wanted you to see it back and forth. "Picked it up and tucked it under my jacket and walked out the door. Then, like a person in a dream, I saw myself raising my hand the way my two sons have taught me." I wanted to suddenly evoke an image of sweetness and goodness in the middle of my very violent act that I'm about to commit. "The way my two sons have taught me when we're playing catch and I let that screwgun fly." I didn't contentiously say, only one-syllable words, but really, I wanted it almost like a machine gun. "I watched it land in a clump of snow-covered bushes. I walked back in to the house and called to my son. Time to go home." Long sentence, short sentence, rhythm. (snapping)

Class Description

Everyone’s got a story to tell. Some are funny. Some are inspiring. Others are tragic. But no matter how compelling your story might seem, it won’t resonate with readers unless you’re able to effectively translate your concept onto the page.

Celebrated journalist, novelist and memoirist Joyce Maynard will give you the tools you need to transform your brilliant idea into an absorbing memoir that readers won’t be able to put down.

Maynard will begin by walking you through the process of identifying your story and how best to tell it. She’ll then help you develop your story through language, story structure, dramatic tension, dialogue, description and editing. Finally, she’ll address the challenges of the writing life, such as how to create a productive practice, design a comfortable writing space, deal with rejection and find an audience.

In this class, you’ll learn how to:

  • Understand the difference between telling what happened and exploring your journey.
  • Figure out what to include in your story and what to cut out.
  • Decide on a point of view, a point of entry and a structure.
  • Get over your fears of revealing embarrassing truths about yourself.
  • Stop worrying about being judged.
  • Deal with loneliness and find your tribe.
  • Develop the arc of a sentence, a paragraph and a story.
  • Listen to the sound and rhythm of your sentences.

Reviews

Annie Y
 

Joyce Maynard will meet her writing students exactly where many of us find ourselves stranded: at that point in the road where our creative impulse and need for expression begins to lose breath but our sense of story and good writing habits may falter. Her teaching is a glorious, energetic, engaged alchemy of encouragement, permission for wild creativity, and feet-on-the-ground, pencil-to-paper, lessons for organizing and writing your own story. I left this incredible day empowered to tell mine, and totally unafraid to let go of what does not fit into the narrative. She gives concrete examples of good writing, shows you exactly why it's good, as well as hilarious bits of not-so-good writing. Yes, this is a memoir class, but the lessons are simply excellent rules for good writing. The syllabus is ambitious, but Ms. Maynard's practical magic is her gift to render all of this utterly do-able. I loved every minute, left inspired by the entire experience, and profoundly grateful for her wisdom and humor. Thank you!

Diane Shipley
 

This was a wonderful class, the best I’ve taken, even though I wasn’t there in person! Joyce is an inspiring teacher who makes you feel like your stories matter and guides you toward identifying which narratives to tell and how best to tell them — very few writing classes delve into the mechanics in this way and I really appreciated it. I also appreciated some of her more unusual advice — like that it’s important to think about what you want to write, sometimes for a long time, before you start. By going through students’ stories and providing lots of examples of the principles she teaches, you can see how to adapt the lessons to your own work, and I’ve already started doing so. I also found Joyce very compassionate about issues around privacy and shame and everything that comes up when people share personal stories, and very generous in sharing her own experiences so it’s clear she knows what she’s talking about. I recommend this class wholeheartedly.

user-ae9a88
 

I haven't finished this course yet - but already know that Joyce has helped me. She gives a lot of examples that explain the concepts she's suggesting that we writers use. I especially appreciated the container part where she helped members of the audience narrow down their big story. I also appreciate Creative Live & Joyce allowing a 'free' viewing of this course because not everybody has the savings to spend on this. Even though it's worth the money - many of us are going to feel that the money should be spent on food or bills. Right? So the fact that we could sit in on this with no costs is beyond wonderful. It puts a smile on my face and let me have a relaxing day that I saved for just my own enjoyment. Learning is something I enjoy and learning how to write my own story better, might even turn out to change my life. Thank you very much. - Christie in Maryland