My Writing Process
By Claire Fuller
I’m just beginning to write my third
novel, and it’s taken until now to work out if my writing process is different
for each book, or what similarities there are.
What I’m only just realising is how
important it is for me to have an idea of place before I start. Where do my
characters live – country, area, type of house, room – I need to be able to see
the space they inhabit before I can really get to grips with the story.
And it seems after two and a bit
novels, I’m a big follower of the process that E.L. Doctorow talked about in
his famous quote: “Writing is like driving at night in the fog. You can only
see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.”
I’m not a planner. I have a vague
shifting idea of an end point; perhaps who will live and who will die, but no
idea how that life or death will happen. I start with one or two characters, drop
them into a location, and see what they do. If it’s going well, by about a
quarter or a third of the way through the characters take over and will
sometimes refuse to do things. This isn’t anything spooky, it’s just that I
know in detail the type of people they are, their habits, their likes and
dislikes, and this in depth knowledge begins to help the story along. In my
second novel, Swimming Lessons, I had two characters who I wanted to get
together quickly, but they took chapters and chapters to do it. I’d put them in
a room together and they would barely look each other in the eye. In the end I
had to let them do it in their own time.
I don’t like writing. Perhaps it
would be easier if I were a planner, but because sometimes I really don’t know
what is going to happen next, it can be difficult. I treat it like a job; it is
how I make my living, so I sit down at my desk at 9am and stop at 6pm. I do
lots of other things during those hours, of course – I’m easily distracted –
but that is my working day. What I do like however, is editing. Oh, to write The End on a first draft! Once I have
70,000 words or whatever, then I can have fun – cutting, moving sections,
working on the structure – and then playing with the words, making sure each
one is right, that sentences flow, that it all has a rhythm when I read it
aloud.
However, I do edit a bit as I go
along. It’s impossible for me to write without going back a short way each day
and reworking. My new words are so abysmal that if I didn’t go back and edit a
little bit then the writer’s doubt that we all suffer from would be too
inhibiting. But I set myself some rules: Whenever I sit down to write I must
also add new words to my manuscript. I’m never allowed to just edit until I’ve
finished. Even if I only have ten minutes writing time, just three or so of those
can be spent editing. If I have a full day available then I aim for 1,000 words
(but I’m secretly happy if I get 800 down). At the end of each day I keep a
tally of what my new word count is and a line of two of what I did and how it
went. Very often I write something like, ‘I can’t do this, why am I doing
this?’. And to keep the internal critic at bay while I’m writing I allow it a
few words of its own now and again. So, in the middle of a paragraph I might
write in square brackets [this is rubbish], and then carry on writing. It’s
also reassuring to know that if I’m run over by a bus before the manuscript is
finished no one will think that I believed it was any good.
About Claire Fuller
Our Endless Numbered Days
By Claire Fuller
Published by Fig Tree (26 February 2015)
ISBN: 978-0241003930
Publisher's description
1976: Peggy Hillcoat is eight. She spends her summer camping with her father, playing her beloved record of The Railway Children and listening to her mother's grand piano, but her pretty life is about to change.
Her survivalist father, who has been stockpiling provisions for the end, which is surely coming soon, takes her from London to a cabin in a remote European forest.
There he tells Peggy the rest of the world has disappeared. Her life is reduced to a piano which makes music but no sound, a forest where all that grows is a means of survival. And a tiny wooden hut that is Everything.
A taster of my review: Our Endless Numbered Days is a beautifully-written tale, filled with mesmerising descriptions and haunting prose... This is a novel that will stay in my memory for a long time.
Read my full review here.
Thank you, Victoria and Claire. What a lovely, honest and reassuring interview for writers to read. I leave notes in square brackets too, which say things like Don't Worry.
ReplyDeleteI loved Our Endless Numbered Days - such beautiful writing - and am really looking forward to Swimming Lessons. Wishing you the great success you deserve.
I agree, Claire has written a lovely blog post for me
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