Reading:
- The Van, by Roddy Doyle
- "Ferian Fetlock Cures a Horse"
- "Dolly Hobbles"
I'm sure my non-existent readership could offer dozens of counterexamples in which this technique was done and done well. But fuck them. I don't like it, and it doesn't work for me, and this is my blog. Take your whiny non-existent opinions elsewhere, thank you very much.
It's not the feeling of distance really that gets to me. I have read 3rd person stories in which the narrative wasn't really centered on a given character. In fact, it was centered on none. We were the aloof observer, unable to see the motivations and emotions of the players, but an invisible witness to all.
That shit is cool.
Now, it's the kind of story where we are told every why and wherefore that I hate. I feel like I'm being jerked around in dozens of directions when that happens, and I find myself not relating to anyone in the story at all.
I prefer a restricted approach because that makes it interested. When a composer creates music, he does it within a framework of musical theory. That's not to say that he can't violate the rules at all, but the violations are the exceptions that prove the rule. Creativity forced along unexpected channels can give surprising results.
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