I never did read that book. I may have to take a look at it, just to see if I have an opinion on first person present tense. I can't see it, personally.
The Great Write Way, Act Three: Where's the gun?
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It was one of the things that made me craziest in terms of people using it as the standard-bearer for chick lit, then going on to bash the genre as being all about brand names, shopping, and the Perfect Man.
Thing is, that's not Bridget at all-- there's very little in the way of name brand dropping-- the story is, at its heart, about a woman, in her thirties, watching the world around her go on, while she still seems stuck in the same place, making the same mistakes over and over again, and her efforts at breaking out and finding her way.
The Shopaholic series on the other hand, is everything mockable about the genre. Feh.
according to a blog post I just read, Nick Hornby's High Fidelity is written in first person present tense. I loved his Fever Pitch (and of course the movie version of High Fidelity is faboo) I'll have to check it out.
Frequently the person in question is crazy.
It was used pretty effectively Audie Murphy's memoir, To Hell and Back.
Bridget Jones' Diary was fun. The rest... I haven't yet read another chick lit I like. The formula seems to be 30s something woman whining about diamond-shoes-too-tight problems.
The formula seems to be 30s something woman whining about diamond-shoes-too-tight problems.
Have you tried Marian Keyes, Deena? I find she touches on some serious issues without resorting to the tired formulas. The Brits are better about allowing darker subject matter and encouraging the use of black humor. Plus Keyes is just superb-- probably why she's outlasted a lot of the other chick lit authors.
I don't think I have. I'll add her to the list, thanks.
Time to go make dinner...
I think I'm hitting the "this sucks, why am I doing this?" part of writing that Barb hit yesterday.
I do desperately want to finish chapter three, and I think I can get there. But I am freaking out in self-doubt.
You can get there. Really, really.
I think I'm hitting the "this sucks, why am I doing this?" part of writing that Barb hit yesterday.
Um, nope... can't have it yet. Still busy with it. You might as well go ahead and finish chapter three.