Ok, firstly, there is nothing wrong with novels or stories written in 1st
person.
But recently I read a book in 1st person that made
me feel the whole time as if the action was in slow-motion as I waited for the main
character to narrate what was happening.
The cool premise of the book was killed by removing me from
the immediacy of the action through an effect I oh-so-recently called “telescoping”*. (I’m sure
some literary professor type knows the real word for it, but I stick to “telescoping”)
* In fact we had a rescue from Hollan, who is said literary professor type, who corrected my totally subjective term "telescoping". The correct term is FILTERING folks, filtering. This post has been edited to remove my egregious misuse of astronomical terminology.
* In fact we had a rescue from Hollan, who is said literary professor type, who corrected my totally subjective term "telescoping". The correct term is FILTERING folks, filtering. This post has been edited to remove my egregious misuse of astronomical terminology.
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| Action should be IN YOUR FACE! |
Filtering is when the action happening RIGHT NOW is
filtered through the narrator needlessly distancing me, the reader, from the
action. (Author intrusion also can fall into the realm of filtering)
Sure sometimes you may deliberately want distance in 1st
person. It can lend a certain cold detachment to certain scenes, or even allow
the character to show their bias or coloration of events.But regardless whether it’s 1st person, 3rd person close, or even 3rd person omniscient, I personally want to feel like the events are happing right here, right now. Not over there to some guy who keeps getting in the way of the narrative. (There’s nothing worse than a narrator who gets in the way of the actual narration!)
Here is my totally heavy-handed and off the top of my head
example of filtering.
Filtered 1st person
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Immediate 1st person
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As I ran down Ventura Boulevard, I could tell that things had gone
from bad to worse.
I noticed that my stitches had come undone and felt the blood run
down my back.
I could hear guns roaring all around me and when I looked back I saw
the zombies at the far end of the street still coming.
Why’d the world have to end in
zombies? I thought to myself.
I kept running.
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As I ran down Ventura Boulevard, things went from bad to worse.
My stitches came undone and the blood ran down my back.
Guns were roaring all around me yet the zombies far down at the east
end of the street kept coming.
Why’d the world have to end in
zombies?
I kept running.
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When an author is filtering in 1st person, the
narrator creates distance by “feeling, or noticing, or perceiving that the
action is happening” instead of the action just happening.
Am I right here, or am I crazy-cakes?
