Ask The Questions You Don’t Know The Answers To.
As cliche as it must sound, I have to confess I always start
out any potential story by working it out by writing my thoughts down. And, as
unhealthy as it may also appear, a big part of that involves placing myself
into two separate parts of a conversation on the matter. Yes, that’s right; the
literary equivalent to talking to myself.
Allow me to elaborate (you’re free to think of me whatever
you like later). Questions are a valuable tool when you’re trying to plot out
your stories… plot. I try to question myself at every possible point that I can
before I ever even begin writing. Hence the internal interrogation so to speak
I mentioned before. But the most important questions you can ask yourself are
the ones you don’t already know the answer to.
Let’s say for example you already know that you are going to
write a super fun adventure romp about a courageous young knight hoping to earn
fame and riches. So asking yourself what motivates him might be futile, since
you already know he seeks glory and gold. But what if you asked yourself
something like just how far the young hero is prepared to go in order to reach
his goal? How much would he sacrifice for that renown? How much would he pay
for a pile of treasure? And, in the end would it even really be worth it to
them?
One of the best things I have found in my experience to do
is to always ask yourself every question you can. Ask why the hero is even
involved, ask what makes the bad guy so bad, and even ask where everything is
going to go from where you are at. The important thing is that you are asking
every question you can. Especially if it is one you don’t know the answer to.
Everybody at some time or another that writes a story finds
they are missing some detail in their work. Maybe they overlooked the fact that
they never fleshed out where the hero came from, or what the name of some other
character was. No matter what it was we all stumble into these kinds of things.
But perhaps by questioning things as we go we can help eliminate some of these
potential thorns.
Now my method of talking it out with myself might not be the
most productive application for everyone. I’ll freely admit that, for you it
might work better to use this technique in a different way. But however you
make use of it; it cannot hurt you to ask yourself questions while you write.
Try to put yourself on the other side of the desk, look at it from both angles.
If you’re going to have a hammer swinging savior ask yourself why they wield
the weapon. Try to reason out an answer to any element of the plot you can.
Finally I’ll leave you with an excerpt from some of my own
pre-story notes to further highlight my point by example:
From a potential future story tentatively titled ‘Time
Enough for Trouble.”
Time Enough for Trouble
Teaser;
Samuel Stormcrow is a man with a certain predisposition for
always finding trouble wherever he goes. And as a wandering nomad with no place
to call home that often doesn’t help him when it comes to making friends. But
when he finds himself being escorted into a orbital star port under the false
claim of charges he is unable to resist waiting around to see just what trouble
is about to come calling. One should always make time for a little trouble –
otherwise you miss out on all the fun.
Who is the main character?
Samuel Stormcrow – wandering wildcard and often regarded as
an ill-omen everywhere he turns up. A lean built, witty wanderer who has an
unnatural talent for being very good at surviving. Samuel is quite capable of
thinking on his feet, and infamous for being followed by trouble. However, Samuel
never runs from a problem and in fact looks on trouble as something fun. To him
each bizarre encounter is another entertaining tale to tell later on down the
road. He has been bouncing around from port to port since he was little – the
only thing that feels like home is the familiar feel of hustling travelers and
the like.
To describe Samuel; let’s say he is a lean waifish young man
with ruffled coal black hair and eyes that shimmer like pools of frosted pond
water. He is somewhat of a carefree witty happy-go-lucky kind of guy. Samuel
enjoys a good bit of fun and abhors boredom above all. While he isn’t one
typically known to be the aggressor in a fight he doesn’t back down from one
either. In fact he often provokes such confrontations both unintentionally and
sometimes on purpose. Samuel isn’t known for carrying a weapon per se, but he
is infamous for his knack of making use of his surroundings to improvise
implements of use. He is a vast repertoire of random knowledge, useless facts,
and meaningless stories including irritating anecdotes. In short – he is a
wandering man with a talented tongue, razor sharp wit, and extensive
experiences with which to draw on. His only real fault, if you can call it
such, is an unlikely coincidence for showing up prior to unfortunate events.
With regards to his name; Samuel is very protective of his
name – being Samuel. He considers it quite rude and almost an insult to be
referred to as Sam, Sammy etc instead of his given name. His name is the only
thing he was given as a child that wasn’t taken from him. He grew up orphaned
and shuffling around, his name being etched on the inside of his jacket. Samuel
has no knowledge of his family, birthplace or past beyond his earliest
memories. The moniker of Stormcrow was bestowed upon him in his youth as a
nickname because everyone constantly claimed he preceded their own ill fortune.
It was, unfortunately a name that simply stuck with him so he eventually opted
to adopt it. Why fight fate when you could embrace it and enjoy the ride? He
looks on the name with a sense of ironic pride, since it provides him a feeling
of identity. Samuel has kept the etched name patch from his childhood jacket
and transferred it to every jacket he has ever worn since.
Does he carry even a single keepsake or scrap of belongings?
Perhaps aside from his comfortable yet somewhat resilient clothing he carries
with him an old rather rough for wear chronometer. An aged mechanical model
that provides him a rudimentary means to keep time, calculate his position etc.
To others it is probably considered scrap, but to him it is a cherished
treasure that he prizes. He carries little or no money, preferring to get by
through fortune, circumstance and skill. He relies on whatever is around him to
make use of and survives mainly through ingenuity or resolve.
What does Samuel do for money? Well, for starters; he hasn’t
managed to endure his life on the road this long without picking up a wealth of
tricks and wayward wisdom. When he has a need typically he engages in whatever
means he has to. Whether that is him peddling tales or poetry for a hot mug,
tricking traveling tradesmen out of a few coins, all the way down to patching a
modest merchants malfunctioning motor.
What motivates Samuel to wander like he does? Consider the
fact that he has never known a home other than the road. Then add in the
element of his ever-following misfortune – which inevitably casts a lingering
shadow of doubt on one Samuel Stormcrow. Together you have a recipe for a
never-ending supply of cold welcomes and rude rushes to emphasize Samuel
hurriedly move along.
But what brings him to his current stop; being the setting
of the story? Perhaps during his last visit somewhere a report was made that
named him as a wanted individual in a crime/investigation. Even though the
matter was settled, due to the nature of events that transpired the report was
never updated. That being the case, he is picked up by a bounty hunter and
escorted back to the nearest outpost with a stationed official to claim his
reward.
Each question I asked myself allowed me to shape some answer
to further form a foundation for the story. Your mileage may vary but for me I
find talking it out with myself by writing my thoughts down to be quite
valuable. Hope it helps you, and if you want to share your own thoughts on the
matter – or any of your own tricks feel free to comment. Everyone has something
to share or teach that can help others improve. What helps you?
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