I challenge you to… a DANCE-OFF
January 11, 2011 § 8 Comments
It seems I like to watch dance shows while I write.
Not films or TV, because the dialogue would get in the way. Not listen to music, because the lyrics would get in the way. Too many words interfere intolerably with my words.
But a dance show with music, colour and a minimum of wordliness? Perfect. It can be passively absorbed while I write Very Productively (of course). Meanwhile it is a blessed distraction when the flow slows down and I start to grind to a halt. It’s like a happy story in which I convince myself that I am relaxing here, having a nice time. Enjoying the music. NOT staring, paralysed and sweating, at my acres of blank, white paper.
It’s nice that it’s so easy to fool myself. I wonder if I believe in the Tooth Fairy, too?
There is a definite downside to this cunning ploy, however. If I write most of this novel on a steady diet of Riverdance and Feet of Flames, it seems inevitable that it will begin to seep into my prose. Instead of dialogue I will have weird, gaelic chanting. Where I might have included a brutal sword-fight, I will instead have a dance-off. My characters will periodically scoop up fiddles and burst into wild routines. And my heroines will walk the pages of my novel clad in beautiful but scandalously tiny Spandex velvet dresses.
Actually that last part doesn’t seem so out-of-keeping with the fantasy genre.
But by far the worst part is that my villain will resemble this guy:
And this will be my hero:
Oh god, no….