05/29/11

The Importance of Worldview in Historical Fiction

I began my current novel in 2005. It received wonderful praise from my instructors and other writers in my workshop classes at the Harvard Extension School, but something was missing. After 50 pages, with heavy heart, I put the novel aside and moved on to another work of historical fiction. Yet in the past few years, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. And when someone wanted to see a sample of my writing, I always chose the first chapter of this particular novel to share. In 2010, when I shared a series of first chapters from the three novels that I was having trouble deciding on, the unanimous vote settled on this one. The advice of my writer’s group was indispensible.

For me, the challenge of writing historical fiction is getting lost in the research. When Amazon recently released a list of “Most Well-Read Cities in America,” not only was I not surprised to see Cambridge, MA, at the top of the list, but Cambridge also topped the list of nonfiction sales. That was me. I was buying up tons of books for research. The history of medieval Ireland, of Tudor England, and the Spanish Armada. After deep discussions with my writer’s group about my current novel, I discovered what was missing: the complexity of history.

Mind you, this has gotten me into trouble before. Literary agents said The Veiled Mirror was too complex: too many people, too many places. I whittled 180,000 words down to 140,000 and made significant changes to the structure. Still no dice in the traditional industry. But I wasn’t willing to sacrifice accuracy at the altar of  simplicity. Vlad Dracula traveled a lot. He was in exile. And my instructors in my master’s program were telling me not to sacrifice it, either. There is a market for high-concept fiction, they said. Don’t cave in if you feel you’re compromising your art. I think certain misperceptions are perpetuated by the big industry: that people only want simple, fast reads with little substance. In fact, there are fantastic historical fiction authors out there who write lengthy epics and do quite well, thank you very much. Consider Margaret George, whose career spans 6 very long and complex novels. It’s just that traditional publishing can’t afford risks. While some agents loved The Veiled Mirror, they shied away because they felt it would be too difficult to convince a publisher to take it on. People aren’t interested in history, some said. It doesn’t sell.

The new novel is set in medieval Ireland. The problem I had in 2005 was that it was only about medieval Ireland and the English were the villains on the fringe. It was too simplistic. I had read about five books to prepare for this novel, all centered on Irish history. This year, when I began to read Spanish and English history, the novel sprang to life in a new way. Amazing plotlines were revealed. The more I read, the more connections I found. The nobles who were vying for power, those who served as advisers and spies, the issues of diplomacy when war was a constant threat. Learning about the importance of theater, music, the games people played all became vital details. The entire novel is now plotted out, and every night, after I come home from work, I write for three to hour hours. I’m willing to bet (as my protagonist would, she loves to gamble, too) that the first draft of this novel will be done by the end of the year.

 

The war between the Spanish and English had far-reaching effects

 

Historical fiction is arguably one of the more complicated types of fiction to write. Critics don’t take kindly to changing history, so you have to be diligent in your research. But it’s also one of the most rewarding. By understanding the worldview of the historical figures you’re writing about, you see how things haven’t changed so much. Readers will be able to relate to the characters, because they experience similar things—the wars of our time are often based on the same ideological philosophies of the wars of the past; family dynamics haven’t changed; issues of love and hate and everything in between are still the same. It only serves to show the broader view of your characters’ experience.

If you were to write a contemporary story about a small region in…some place…the characters are affected by the dynamics of the world, no matter how distant they may seem. How the economy affects them, the political system…and it can appear in small details. For example, an interesting yet tiny detail popped up while expanding my research. In 1558, when Elizabeth I became queen, her orders to essentially change trade and customs in English ports deeply affected trade. The purpose was that her people were sent to select the best textiles and goods for her coronation ceremony, then the rest of the shipments would be released to normal trade. Imagine how this interrupted some businesses? Certainly, the merchants made their money and the dockyard officials collected their harbor dues, but what of the seamstress who was hired to sew a wedding gown for some lower-level noble, and her favorite fabrics were now unavailable? The possibilities are endless. But after all, Queen Bess best look her best for the volta dance.

Earl of Leicester and Queen Elizabeth dance the volta

 

05/15/11

The Gondol Saga: The Brontë Sisters and Me

This spring, I was a teaching assistant for a course in Victorian literature. I’d long been a fan of Jane Eyre and Wuthering Heights, and for the first time, I had the opportunity to read Anne Brontë as well. The Brontë sisters have an enduring mystique. Their personal history is fraught with illness (they all died young, Charlotte living the longest, died at 39, the others died by 30) and scandal (their alcoholic brother’s affair with a married woman); and the worlds they created in their fiction were dark and tempestuous.

One of the most common stories about the Brontë children is that their father returned from a trip and gave them toy soldiers. These soldiers played a key role in the development of the stories they created as children: The Gondol Saga, Glass Town, and Angria. They worked on these stories constantly over the years, forming tiny little books and notes about them appeared on everyday lists of chores. Little remains of these stories; only a few samples exist. During the lecture, all I could think about was the fiction I created in my own childhood: the books I used to assemble, write, and illustrate—and later, the elaborate stories my brother and I worked on together. Boxes of treasured notebooks and illustrations are deep in one of my closets, safely stored away.

As children, the Brontës were in part influenced by the art in their home. They became fascinated by the fantastical landscapes of John Martin, who painted scenes inspired by Milton’s Paradise Lost and the Bible. Slides of the paintings that were in the Brontë home were shown during the lecture.

John Martin’s Belshazzar’s Feast, 1820

A memory rose out of the mists: my brother and I too were fascinated by some of the paintings in our home. In particular, those of Maxfield Parrish. The landscapes, the portrayals of mythical personas fit perfectly into our stories, which were fantastical by nature. For us, the paintings of Maxfield Parrish opened up, their landscapes broadening into a vast world for us to explore. Art and the literature that influenced us helped us shape our stories, from Lord of the Rings to Mervyn Peake’s Gormenghast, and soon we were deep into Dungeons and Dragons and Vampire: The Masquerade. The role playing games were more of a lesson in world-building as we created our own fantasy worlds. We spent endless hours learning from those books as we worked out the details of our creations. Some of our worlds were medieval fantasy, or focused on other earth-bound eras. Some were entirely fantastical. Others were dystopian sci-fi universes.

Maxfield Parrish’s Daybreak, 1920

After his death in 1994, I created a world in which to hold his memory. It was called Her Raven Domain. After more than 400 pages, it went dormant. But recently, after an odd dream, the story revived with a new energy that recaptured my imagination. And while I’m working on a new historical fiction novel, I think Her Raven Domain will be the next one. Maybe, now that this title represents my creative production company, the title may change. I’ll think about it later. But for me, it serves as my own Gondol Saga. Like Emily Brontë, I wrote poetry to accompany the story. It was fueled by mead and written in the dead of night. It’s a dark, strange universe to visit, but the imagery is interesting…

 

Frantic Garden

A Place to Worship-Play-Dream

Delicate sweet vision and the shadow is a lake

Bitter rain—picture his life like a luscious whisper

Rose, fall to sleep—power floods with delirious music

The symphony is the beauty of summer’s misted forest

Water—turned blood—rob my will, crush the petal of the soul

Recall the moment, above, in the storm together

Manipulate love into Death

The Sea pounds and rocks beneath the gorgeous Moon

Scream, Live, see the essential friend

***

Void of light a Rose will have no shadow

Think of the moment’s tiny daydream of a boiling storm

Blood Red Winter—Say to him ‘‘Take my scream away”

Soaring sky smeared black

I cry, he whispers, “Watch the moon, tell the sea to live”

Time is the mist’s drunkest vision

Together we swim in vivid beauty

Our dream plays like a ship through blowing wind

Sad Life Aches in a shadow of mad power

Love one—in a gorgeous place with no death of love

In the Frantic Summer

Sun water pounds

I taste the Rain of Tears

Smooth thousand blue fast diamonds fall like shining knives

Recall the need for spring

***

Let the Ache Love produces blow away in the wind

Time crushes the rose petals under frantic rain

Fall in the shadows—stop running

Whisper your Wants to the shadow—he sings to you

Who is he?

No one can tell—none see him but you

He said “Play in Dreams!”

Languid worship in an essential mad void

Sad misty forest lost in a delirious storm

Red blood rusts like an iron sun

Enormous delicate moment

His power a vision, need the music—a place so true

Drunk Sleeping Symphony

No Day will manipulate its sweet picture

He is a man of the Winter Moon—the Cold Light of Love

Shine on waters of all seas with luscious flood of beauty

And you are together watching life

Beneath your Dream

***

Sordid mad frantic fiddle, it plays drunken music

It moans and heaves, robs my language, chains me up

I ache in its Power

Deathless shadows near me, whispering to me

There is no day beneath the Sun and Moon

I cry, scream, I want it to stop

Symphony in a blue void

Crying in a repulsive dream

Pounding music, chanting

Is my will gone? No, I

Want to live, soaring above one Sky

Behind My Vision.

Copyright 1994/2011, Her Raven Domain Productions/Christine Frost

 

05/5/11

Product Review: Scrivener for Windows (beta)

I’ve kept the same filing system for my novels since I first got a computer in 1997. The system has served me well, but in recent years, with an ever-expanding universe of novels and research, despite my best efforts, it began to feel unwieldy. To say nothing of the dozens of links to sites I’ve bookmarked, photos I’ve stored elsewhere on my computer, and multiple back-ups in the form of flash drives and uploads to Google docs, I was losing track of important items and forgetting about research that I wanted to use. Version control problems were a very real threat. But how to change it? After so many years, how does one change a filing system that is now so entrenched?

The answer came in casual conversation with a friend, who was dying to try the beta version of Scrivener for Windows. Scrivener has been a software native to Macs for a while, and they will release a Windows version in summer 2011. After reading about it on their site and downloading the demo, I found that all of my problems have been resolved.

It was a snap to download and set up. After watching the video tutorial, I was off and running. The word processing feature has everything I need. The navigation and layout overall is excellent. The left panel organizes your manuscript by scene/chapter; a section for characters and places, and research.

 

Word processing pane

I appreciate a central platform where I can access ALL of my research, photos, PDFs, Word docs in one place. You can import existing files and they’re all clearly marked on the corkboard. You can make it as elaborate or as simple and streamlined as you need it.

 

Research corkboard

There is also a corkboard for the main manuscript. Labels for chapters, ideas, and scenes are distinguished by colors, and you can assign a status to each section, such as first draft, revised draft, and final.

 

Manuscript corkboard

 

You can not only access the Google search engine and Wikipedia, but if you’re stuck on, say…finding a name for one of your characters, Scrivener has a name feature that is comprehensive. Perfect for a historical fiction writer like myself.  :)

What's in a name? Plenty, including origin.

In the past, if I wanted to share a chapter with my writing group, I had to cut and paste chapters out of a long working file that was my novel. Now I can select the chapters I need—into any format I’d like. I was impressed with the broad range of formats I could export my novel: standard novel formatting, or alter it as you wish, and export it as HTML, PDF, Word, txt, and so on.

 

Putting it all together for output....

Within a day, I felt perfectly acclimated to Scrivener. It’s definitely my new system of choice, and I’d highly recommend it. Someday, when reviewing the contents of an old CD-ROM, I’ll smile with nostalgia when I see how I used to maintain my files for my novels….

Ye olde Windows 95, my first system

Can you dig it? I do.