Hello fellow bloggers, authors, and friends by association!
So here we are climbing up the precipice of the week heading for another Wednesday. Why do I have this image of a camel every time I think of Wednesday?
In my last blog, I wrote a five-minute hook to a novel that has yet to be created.
Guess what, I have since re-written the hook and am working on the first chapters.
Usually, most of my novels involve adult situations. I am going to do my absolute best to create a YA novel involving magick, witches and coming of age scenarios. One of my friends challenged me.
I want magick to be the central theme of the novel.
If you hang around other writers, it is fascinating how opinionated we are. OMFG!
Do you know I got into a debate with some folks over how important the hook is? Did you realize that some debate whether to have a prologue or not?
If you are a church-going person, does baptism mean dunk or sprinkle? What difference does it make? It is a symbolic act of submission to God and giving up your old way of life. Ha!
Leopards don’t change their spots, and you are never going to give up your sinful nature on this earth. The act of baptism hopefully has you think about the sin, and possibly thinking first might dissuade you, or even have you feel contrite after the fact.
If you write chapter one or Prologue as long as there is a compelling reason for the reader to turn the damned page, it makes no difference what you call it.
Sprinkle or dunk?
Dunk! Why? When you want to drive a point home, you exaggerate the event. I have witnessed people crying after baptism as they were sure that they heard God or something like that. GREAT!
The pomp and circumstance of the Catholic church is what??? Exaggerating the event so it will stick.
I hear my characters calling me right now to stop blogging and write!
The prologue is that little exaggeration. If you notice, the tease on the news is always exaggerated to either get you to turn to page 3A or…watch the My Pillow person with the large cross hanging around his neck. Exaggeration is key.
When Christ was crucified, it was not enough to beat the crap out of him! By the way, there was so much blood loss; he would have died right there.
No, they had to have the ‘dead man walking,’ carrying his own Ginormous cross that had to weigh 200 pounds if not more, and, for added measures just so you might remember it, they placed the thorn of crowns on his head. Wait there is more imagery for you. They drove huge spikes through his hands and feet, and of course, as he perishes, they puncture him with a spear. Thunder roars and the curtain tears. Got it!
Before the man dies, the executioners are selling his clothes to the highest bidder. Such nice people we are. All of this imagery is to make you realize how blessed you are that he died in this horrible manner for the sins that you create even now.
The event is so horrific, so exaggerated that I personally can’t stand Easter. Once a year, we sit in the pews and are convicted. If you are a churchgoer you might be convicted at least once a week. That is, of course, the point. So if you go to a Calvinist church you are reminded what a piece of crap you are every Sunday! Who in the world wants to hear that? If you suffer from depression, stay away from Calvinism, the man was an antisemite nut job as was Martin Luther. Not saying they were totally wrong but realize, they were not mentally right.
If that offends you…Sorry. I deal in truth, look it up.
Some tyrants use exaggeration to make a point. All throughout history, there have been horrible people in power who need to face the wrath of hell. ‘Wait another exaggeration!”
The lake of fire, or Dante’s Inferno, which is it? Inquiring minds want to know.
I personally think North Korea might be hell. To make his point, this person has his enemy’s or criminals staked out and slowly crushed with a steamroller! Do you think that might make the point?
We are no angels.
Hollywood has offered us many nightmares from Hannibal to chain saw massacre. Not only do we have Hollywood bringing us violence daily, but, we have video games that are little more than simulators for learning how to kill efficiently. I often wonder if they can cause PTSD.
No, it is the gun, or the knife, or the baseball bat, or truck, or chainsaw, or the poison, it has nothing to do with mental illness and or the person was pissed.
The early church was just as evil, making a point out of heresy by killing those who ‘sinned’ in most inhumane ways.
I could go on, but the point is an exaggeration. “Did I exaggerate the point enough?”
For instance, if we wanted to do away with mass incarceration, bring back public hanging!
“Yes, public! No, the guillotine is far too humane, and messy. Let the masses watch them kick, as they choke and slowly perish.”
I often wonder if the victims of those murderers feel vindicated by listening to the criminal make noises and kick as the Wizard behind the wall pushes drugs through tubes that will put the murderer to sleep, before they administer the paralytic that stops his or her breathing, and then the heart. Do you suppose they make them wear a diaper as a last act of humiliation, so when they shit their shorts the guards don’t have to clean it up?
If you want folks to think twice about rape, incest, murder, breaking and entering, send the defective morons back to their makers, and do it in the public square.
The story of where Dracula came from might give most nightmares. Look up Vlad the Impaler if this blog wasn’t enough to inspire some form of exaggeration against evil.
Now…back to the hook… Exaggerate some event with lots of imagery and call it what you will. I happen to like prologues as I can move you into the story, introduce you to the main characters, and then I can sneak in the back-story in bite-size pieces.
Sprinkle or Dunk…?
Do you realize that some churches break up over this very question? I think they are missing the larger picture.
I was thinking about Contact. I love the writers of that show, I never met them, but I truly admire them.
When she travels through some ‘thing,’ the image of her father says something that has stuck with me all these years.
I am paraphrasing… “You have such great potential. Your kind has such beautiful thoughts and dreams, and yet so many nightmares live in your most profound memories.”
When I witness what is going on in the world today, I am sad for humanity. I cry for those in countries where the rule of law belongs to the elite. I am saddened by those in this country who are so brainwashed they have no idea just how bad socialism is, and what it would do to us if they were successful in bringing that form of government to fruition once again.
Millions upon millions have died at the hands of socialists. Those that did would probably opt for hanging, vs. starving to death.
No, I did not watch the debate; I have no desire to put that nonsense in my head.
I have to go think about magick, witches, and warlocks.
If witches melt when they get water poured on them, how do they drink?
Much Love -TW