My rating: 4 of 5 stars
How does one begin to tell a story? To write a novel? Some might argue that characters are required first. Others claim plot as the prerequisite to the start of a narrative. Voice, an original voice, however, is likely to precede any act of story telling. Without the author’s distinct voice, relaxed and in command of the story and language, there can be no invention.
There can be no successful revelation of a reader’s mind merging with that of the author without a strong narrative voice. Without a proper voice, characters fall to one dimensional shades and plot unravels like yarn balls on the floor of the reader’s imagination.
Ford Madox Ford, however, not only helped to bring attention to and shape great writers (e.g., H.G. Wells, Henry James, Joseph Conrad, D.H. Lawrence, Hemingway, Fitzgerald) he also helped to modernize the novel (a full seven years before James Joyce’s Ulysses) by using his unique voice as a writer to craft a novel that, unlike its predecessors, did not tell a story in linear fashion.
Ford was concerned with “the affair” of the story; he believed, according to Frank Kermode, the “narrative must be shaped, constructed, with some larger purpose in mind than the simple and plausible setting forth, one after the other, of the events that constitute it” (xviii).
In Ford’s The Good Soldier the modern novel was established through an original voice relating characters, events, ideas by an unorthodox approach in storytelling.
An original voice stays with the reader long after the book is closed. The author’s voice, the narrator’s relating of events, is what maintains the special bond between reader and writer. Many critics call this connection the “fictive dream” or the “narrative dream,” but both are really the same.
But how does one achieve this dream state in the reader? According to William Strunk Jr. and E.B. White in The Elements of Style, “the question of ear is vital” and a good writer must keep a “tight reign on his material, and by staying out of the act” (77, 74).
Novice writers often project themselves into their work by either having a bad ear, not knowing when to leave or cut a particular section or sentence of their writing, or by becoming too loose with their material.
In The Good Soldier, Ford is a master of maintaining control of his story while remaining invisible, allowing the narration to do its work.
John Dowell, the narrator of the novel, moves in and out of events, both past and present, with a seamless telling of a personal history that keeps the reader focused and enchanted, difficult tasks for any writer.
Ford writes, Dowell tells: “I don’t know how it is best to put this thing down—whether it would be better to try and tell the story from the beginning, as if it were a story; or whether to tell it from this distance of time, as it reached me from the lips of Leonora or from those of Edward himself” (17); and later, Dowell continues this line of debate within himself:
Is this all digression or isn’t it digression? Again I don’t know. You, the listener, sit opposite me. But you are so silent. You don’t tell me anything. I am, at any rate, trying to get you to see what sort of life it was I led with Florence and what Florence was like. Well, she was bright; and she danced (19).
Ford’s careful ear crafts these sentences to transform complex ideas into smooth narration that takes the reader deeper into the story’s characters and Dowell’s psyche.
The line between authorial intrusion and the ability to invoke the reader directly by appealing to the reader, as listener, as part of the story is a difficult line to balance.
Ford, nevertheless, never injects himself into the story, but allows the conflicted Dowell, who stays in character, to appeal to the reader.
Granted, a character in a novel telling the reader, or audience, that he is telling them a story, usually from some place they had heard about or read about somewhere (e.g., “The Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner” by Coleridge; Don Quixote by Cervantes) is not unique; Ford, however, has his character who is directly involved with the events stay in the constant light of the narrative dream while he tells the reader the story directly versus being a messenger of such events by introducing them in the opening pages and then vanishing into the shadows; the latter method is often incorporated into live theatre. Dowell, though, maintains a continual presence throughout the act of storytelling and allows the fictitious events to appear fully formed.
To achieve an original voice the author must not only understand how the story is to be told but must also consider what is told and why.
Empathy, James N. Frey argues, is stronger than sympathy when attempting to achieve a fictive dream state in the reader and that the author must “create the story world in such a way that readers can put themselves in the character’s place” (12-13).
The reader feels sympathy and empathy for Dowell because of what is being told and how it is told. An example of this amalgamation of crafted elements is found when Dowell contemplates the Ashburnham’s Tragedy:
Here were two noble people—for I am convinced that both Edward and Leonora had noble features—here, then, were two noble natures, drifting down life, like fireships afloat on a lagoon and causing miseries, heart-aches, agony of the mind and death. And they themselves steadily deteriorated. And why? For what purpose? To point what lesson? It is all darkness (137).
Ford’s voice, so unlike most writers of his time, moves in and out of thoughts, tracing and retracing on themselves, as these two characters, Edward and Leonora, and their fate are forever connected with the narrator’s ignorance of what it all could possibly mean.
The reader is carefully integrated into Dowell’s position, thereby achieving the fictive or narrative dream through sympathy and empathy.
Another example of how Ford creates empathy in the reader for the fictitious characters is in how he constructs the dialogue, albeit melodramatic at times:
Leonora said, with her fierce calmness:
‘No. No. You’re not no good. It’s I that am no good. You can’t let that man go on to ruin for want of you. You must belong to him.’
The girl, she said, smiled at her with a queer, far-away smile—as if she were a thousand years old, as if Leonora were a tiny child.
‘I knew you would come to that,’ she said, very slowly. ‘But we are not worth it—Edward and I’ (177).
And another example of Ford’s dialogue to achieve the fictive dream:
‘Look here, old man, I wish you would drive with Nancy and me to the station tomorrow.’
I said that of course I would drive with him and Nancy to the station on the morrow. He lay there for a long time, looking along the line of his knees at the fluttering fire, and then suddenly, in a perfectly calm voice, and without lifting his eyes, he said:
‘I am so desperately in love with Nancy Rufford that I am dying of it.’
Poor devil—he hadn’t meant to speak of it. But I guess he just had to speak to somebody and I appeared to be like a woman or a solicitor. He talked all night (202).
The words spoken in the dialogue are simple, to the point, and invoke a sense of how these characters are affected by their situation and the reader becomes naturally drawn in.
Ford crafts his dialogues in such a way that the reader fully understands what is being told and why. And, yet, Ford, as creator, as writer never enters into the forefront of the story.
Achieving an original voice in storytelling, as observed above, is no easy task. The writer must consider how the story is to be told and by whom. The writer must also question what is being told and why. Then the writer must further contemplate how to use these craft elements in order to induce a fictive dream in the reader.
The Finding of Don Juan by Haidee
“The bard in training,” Nicholas Delbanco writes, “had to memorize long histories verbatim, saying or singing what others had sung. In the oral formulaic tradition, indeed, the whole point was retentiveness; the impulse toward individual expression is a recent and a possibly aberrant one in art” (46).
The key, then, to achieving a unique voice that is in command of the fictive or narrative dream is to lose the author’s identity in the storytelling in order to have the reader retain through empathy what is being read.
Other Books to Consider:
Delbanco, Nicholas. “From Echoes Emerge Original Voices.” Writers on Writing: Collected Essays from The New York Times. New York: Times Books, 2001. 43-48. Print.
Ford, Madox Ford. The Good Soldier (1915). New York: Barnes & Noble Books, 2005. Print.
Frey, James N. How to Write a Damn Good Novel, II. New York: St. Martin’s Press, 1994. Print.
Kermode, Frank. Introduction. The Good Soldier (1915). By Ford Madox Ford. New York: Barnes & Noble Books, 2005. xiii-xxxiii. Print.
Strunk Jr., William, and E.B. White. The Elements of Style. 4th ed. New York: Longman, 2000. Print.
CG FEWSTON is an American novelist who is a member of AWP, a member of Americans for the Arts, and a professional member and advocate of the PEN American Center, advocating for the freedom of expression around the world.
CG FEWSTON has travelled across continents and visited such places as Mexico, the island of Guam, Japan, South Korea, Hong Kong, Macau, Viet Nam, Cambodia, Singapore, Thailand, Taipei and Beitou in Taiwan, Bali in Indonesia, and Guilin and Shenzhen and Beijing in China. He also enjoys studying and learning French, Vietnamese, Cantonese and Mandarin.
CG FEWSTON earned an M.Ed. in Higher Education Leadership and Administration (honors), an M.A. in Literature (honors) from Stony Brook University, and an M.F.A. in Creative Writing and Fiction from Southern New Hampshire University, where he had the chance to work with wonderful and talented novelists like Richard Adams Carey (author of In the Evil Day, October 2015; and, The Philosopher Fish, 2006) and Jessica Anthony (author of Chopsticks, 2012; and, The Convalescent, 2010) as well as New York Times Best-Selling novelists Matt Bondurant (author of The Night Swimmer, 2012; and, The Wettest County in the World, 2009, made famous in the movie Lawless, 2012) and Wiley Cash (author of A Land More Kind Than Home, 2013; and, This Dark Road to Mercy, 2014).
Among many others, CG FEWSTON’S stories, photographs and essays have appeared in Sediments Literary–Arts Journal, Bohemia, Ginosko Literary Journal, GNU Journal (“Hills Like Giant Elephants”), Tendril Literary Magazine, Prachya Review (“The One Who Had It All”), Driftwood Press, The Missing Slate Literary Magazine (“Darwin Mother”), Gravel Literary Journal, Foliate Oak Magazine, The Writer’s Drawer, Moonlit Road, Nature Writing, and Travelmag: The Independent Spirit; and for several years he was a contributor to Vietnam’s national premier English newspaper, Tuoi Tre, “The Youth Newspaper.”
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A TIME TO LOVE IN TEHRAN won GOLD for Literary Classics’ 2015 best book in the category under ”Special Interest” for “Gender Specific – Female Audience”…
Finalist in the 2015 Chatelaine Awards for Romantic Fiction…
Finalist in the 2015 Mystery & Mayhem Novel Writing Contest…
Praise for A TIME TO LOVE IN TEHRAN:
“Fewston delivers an atmospheric and evocative thriller in which an American government secret agent must navigate fluid allegiances and murky principles in 1970s Tehran… A cerebral, fast-paced thriller.”
“A TIME TO LOVE IN TEHRAN is a thrilling adventure which takes place in pre-revolutionary Tehran. Author CG FEWSTON provides a unique glimpse into this important historical city and its rich culture during a pivotal time in its storied past. This book is so much more than a love story. Skillfully paired with a suspenseful tale of espionage, A TIME TO LOVE IN TEHRAN is a riveting study of humanity. Replete with turns & twists and a powerful finish, FEWSTON has intimately woven a tale which creates vivid pictures of the people and places in this extraordinary novel.”
CG FEWSTON‘s new novel,
A TIME TO LOVE IN TEHRAN, was published on April 2, 2015 —
10 years to the day of the publication
of his first novella, A FATHER’S SON (April 2, 2005)
“Thus one skilled at giving rise to the extraordinary
is as boundless as Heaven and Earth,
as inexhaustible as the Yellow River and the ocean.
Ending and beginning again,
like the sun and moon. Dying and then being born,
like the four seasons.”
found in Sources of Chinese Tradition, p 5