{"id":164,"date":"2013-10-08T10:00:00","date_gmt":"2013-10-08T10:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/pelicanbookgroup.com\/blog\/blog\/2013\/10\/08\/tactical-tuesday-advice-for-self-editing_8-2\/"},"modified":"2015-11-25T12:22:17","modified_gmt":"2015-11-25T19:22:17","slug":"tactical-tuesday-advice-for-self-editing_8-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pelicanbookgroup.com\/blog\/tactical-tuesday-advice-for-self-editing_8-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Tactical Tuesday: Advice for Self-Editing"},"content":{"rendered":"
\nThe
\nquestions were asked? Does deep point of view (POV) only involve the reader\u2019s sense of sight?
\nHow does the writer successfully show sound, taste, smell and touch\/feel?<\/div>\n
\n<\/div>\n
\nDeep
\nPOV is a total immersion of the reader into the character. Therefore, all five
\nsenses play an important role in an author\u2019s goal to create a camera lens with
\na psyche.<\/div>\n
\n<\/div>\n
\nThe
\npsyche of the camera lens extends the reader the character\u2019s thoughts about
\nwhat they experience. Be careful now. Remember that this is not real life. We\u2019re
\nwriting fiction here. The reader is on a need-to-know basis. If they don\u2019t need
\nto know something, you\u2019re going to lose them if you insert fluff.<\/div>\n
\n<\/div>\n
\nHere\u2019s
\nsome example of deep POV with the senses:<\/div>\n
\n<\/div>\n
\nTouch:
\nCaycee ran her hand along the bark of the oak her father had planted in her
\nyard fifteen years before. Rough and cragged, even in the tree\u2019s youth. She
\ntouched the spot where she and David had carved their names last year on her
\nfourteenth birthday. Then, with trembling fingers, she touched the softness
\nunder the newly carved letters: RIP. Her best friend was gone, and her young heart
\nfelt much like the bark where she\u2019d permanently etched her grief.<\/div>\n
\n<\/div>\n
\nSmell:
\nBea entered the McDonald\u2019s restroom. The usually pleasant aroma of cotton candy
\nair freshener assaulted her. Funny. The first thought she had was the carnival
\nmidway at her hometown\u2019s local festival. She\u2019d been away so long, and she wasn\u2019t
\nback to attend the festival. Instead, she planned to bring her hometown to its
\nknees and make sure the yearly event was cancelled forever. She smiled. Flush
\nit down the toilet. Those were her plans. She hated that hometown event. She
\nbreathed deeply, not caring what germs the now unpleasant aroma masked. No more festival.
\nNo more cotton candy given to her by a stranger. No more pain. Everyone who
\nhurt her was going away: the event organizer, the mayor, who was no longer a
\nstranger, the state attorney who\u2019d failed her, the judge who\u2019d released her
\nattacker. She\u2019d pick them off one by one.<\/div>\n
\n<\/div>\n
\nTaste
\n& Touch: David bit into the orange. The juicy sweetness burst into his
\nmouth, and he savored every bit of it. Citrus. His life\u2019s blood. He never
\nwanted to be anything by a farmer. He even enjoyed protecting the harvest
\nagainst frost during those few times in the winter when a cold front
\nencroached. Still, he had to find somewhat to explain to his father that a
\ndegree in agriculture would help him to take the groves in a different
\ndirection. David finished the last of the orange and pulled a handkerchief from
\nhis pocket. He could wipe off the juice, but his hands would remain sticky,
\nmuch life his life, until he found a way to pour the truth into his father\u2019s
\nbackward thinking.<\/div>\n
\n<\/div>\n
\nSound:
\nThe old hound in the yard began to bark. Blue was more faithful than the
\nrooster, whose cock-a-doodle-do now joined into the morning reveille. John
\nstretched before he climbed out of bed. He\u2019d challenge anyone who said that
\nwaking to rock-n-roll blaring from a box was more energizing than this morning
\naria.<\/div>\n
\n<\/div>\n
\nAnd
\nSight: A dark figure approached, and Marley came to a complete halt.<\/div>\n
\nJohn stopped and stared at her. Mud covered him from head to foot making him look like a dirty statue. She wished she had
\nher camera to capture the moment. Once he got this fool notion to run a farm
\nout of his head, she would use the photo to discourage him from ever trying this type of venture again.<\/div>\n
\n\u201cThe goat
\nkicked me into the pig pen,\u201d he said.<\/div>\n
\nMarley gave a short snort and then a full-on giggle.<\/div>\n
\n<\/div>\n
\nJohn
\nbent and held his knees, his laughter ringing across the farm, making the
\nchickens squawk and the cows moo.<\/div>\n
\nMarley wiped tears from her eyes. Maybe this farm wasn’t a bad place after all. John had laughed like that in years.<\/div>\n
\n<\/div>\n
\nDeep POV encompasses all five senses and relays the character’s thoughts about what he or she sees, tastes, touches, feels, and hears. I encourage you to practice it with short little scenes like this. You’ll have fun studying the craft.<\/div>\n
\n<\/div>\n
\nHappy editing.<\/div>\n
\n<\/div>\n
\n<\/div>\n
\n<\/div>\n

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