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Branded!

Clip8_2bHang around the publishing world very long, and you're almost certain to become more familiar than you might like to be with the word "brand." It's an issue often discussed among writers: in fact, as recently as this week, it's been a topic of conversation on a writers' group of which I'm a member.

Writers, particularly fiction writers, have a "brand." Brands are sometimes fairly simple to define: for example, John Grisham is known for his "legal thrillers." Nora Roberts for romance and romantic suspense. Elizabeth George for the British mystery. Janette Oke for her Canadian prairie love story. Louis L'Amour for his westerns. Etc.

Some brands are a little more complicated, and that's why confusion can set in. How an author is branded can even depend on which publisher or editor she's publishing with. For the most part, though, what I've gleaned from editors and my agent is that a writer's brand is what his fiction has come to be identified with--what booksellers and readers expect when they buy an author's books. That means that it has alot to do with genre, but even more with what they "get" from a novel's characters, its story, and the author's "voice."

Nick Harrison, senior editor at Harvest House Publishers, says that "branding doesn't always have to be the exact same time frame ... it's not the exact locale or era that always determines the brand ..."   

It does seem that problems can develop for the author who steps too far away from her genre and her voice--from all the elements that make up her brand. For example, if a writer has been "branded" for years in romantic suspense and almost always writes in third person, and in a series format, then publishes a first-person, literary novel as a stand-alone story, the switch can be difficult for his readers--and the bookstore people will eventually hear about it. (He'll probably be going against his agent's and editor's better instincts as well.)

On the other hand, if an author is solidly "branded" in historical fiction, almost always writes in third person and in the series format during the World War I era, then publishes a series, still written in third person, but in the World War II time frame, that's a transition that will usually be accepted.

There are exceptions, naturally. Some writers have such a strong, compelling voice that's similar in almost any time frame and in any setting--and such huge sales histories--that they can get away with moving from one format to another and not suffer too much negative reaction. Yet you still have to wonder if their readership might not have been happier had they not changed courses after so many years.

John Grisham is an example. After a number of gripping legal thrillers, he published an altogether different kind of novel--The Painted House--and a nonfiction title--The Innocent Man. These were real departures from his usual fiction, and although they sold well--it's Grisham, after all--there was some grumbling from his readers who wished he'd return to what the publishing industry refers to as his original "brand."

Two authors come to mind whose novels seem to defy the need to stay within a certain brand--and yet if you take a closer look, you'll find that, for the most part, the novels of Jodi Picoult and Angie Hunt, while they might first appear to fall into no particular brand, actually do fall under a kind of brand: each writes contemporary, uncompromising stories dealing with current, often serious issues of major concern to today's readers, and often containing elements of surprise we can't see coming until the very end. This in itself is a kind of brand. And one that works very well for each author.

For new writers, this issue of brand can be a source of anxiety and frustration. There's enough emphasis, by some publishers, but not all, put on author brand that new writers sometimes think they need to define their brand right away, even before they publish their first novel. Again, I especially like what Nick Harrison has to say about this: " ... a new writer probably needs to worry less about branding and more about learning to be a really good writer ... branding is not among a beginning writer's primary problems. If he or she is a good writer, an agent or their editor will help them decide when/if branding should become a priority."

I'm currently working on something a little different (for me, that is), but I'm also keeping intact some elements that my readers have come to expect: an historical time frame, at least one Irish American character, and a noble, large dog. I think many writers, after publishing for several years, feel the urge to try something a little different. That's what this is for me--something I've wanted to try for a "change" in a setting that's long interested me, but also, I think, comfortably falls within the brand my readers will be anticipating.

With all the buzz about brand, though, I'll admit I'm glad and even relieved that I was "branded" before I ever heard the word or knew what it meant. That made it easy for me: I learned my brand from the publisher. I hate to think what I might have come up with if I'd had to figure it out for myself!

BJ

Q & A

Clip8_21I noticed a definite theme among some of my recent questions from readers, so  that's what most of these are about--"favorites."

Q. I'm compiling a list of favorites of authors. What is your favorite hymn? Favorite Scripture verse? Favorite Psalm? Favorite poet? Favorite Christian writer?

A. The Celtic hymn, "Be Thou My Vision," is a long-time favorite. Favorite Scripture verse is 2 Corinthians 1:20. Favorite Psalm is Psalm 46. My favorite poet is W. B. Yeats. Favorite Christian writer would be A. W. Tozer.

Q. Do you know how one of your books is going to end from the very beginning?

A. I wish! As best as I can recall, I have never known the ending to any of my novels until I reach ... the end.

Q. What are some of your favorite settings for novels (by other writers)?

A. Interesting question. It made me think, and I realized that I'm drawn to rural, southern and/or Appalachian settings mostly--and stories set in Ireland, of course. Historical settings, particularly immigration stories. Courtroom dramas appeal to me. Also stories set during the early years of the civil rights movement.

Q. Who is your favorite fictional character (from another author's novel)?

A. Atticus Finch, from To Kill a Mockingbird. Also my favorite novel.

Q. What's your favorite "title" to describe yourself? Do you prefer to be called a "writer," an "author," a "novelist"--what? In other words, what's the word you're most likely to use to define your writing?

A. I'm a storyteller.   

BJ

   

Tell Me a Story

Typewriter A bit of a rant:

What's happened to storytelling?

Recently, my husband and I decided to sample some of the films up for awards or a few that have already received awards over the past few months. So far I believe we've averaged about 30 minutes into each one (except two: ten minutes was enough for them). What a sorry selection.

The trend this year seems to be to bounce from one disjointed "scene" (you can probably figure out why I quoted the word) to another, with no real connection, no continuity, no real follow-through. Of course, the Hollywood agenda-driven films are still the ones making headlines. Then there's the jittery camera effect that makes all of them appear to have been made at home by pre-schoolers. And there's obviously a new award out this year: for the vilest of the vile language. And maybe another for the character-you-couldn't-care-less-about. And definitely another for mumbling one's lines. Mumbling, it seems, is our new vernacular.

We've been seeing way too much of this in novels as well, and it's not getting any better. With a couple of exceptions, so far this year I've failed to finish most of the novels I've started, for the same reason I didn't sit through the "award-winning" movies. No story. Just base, random jumping around by characters determined to shock or bore. There was a time when I gave every book its due. No longer. Too many "endings" come by page 50 these days. If I even get that far.

Is this truly, as I've read, a reflection of our contemporary culture? Is it what we want, what we deserve? Or is it, as I continue to hope, merely one more trend that will eventually fade into the night as movie-goers and readers finally say "enough" and begin to vote with their wallets?

I have to believe that, after all the experimenting and mindless, meaningless, and bent efforts on the part of a few have run their course, we'll come back to the art that has survived and entertained and nurtured and taught and inspired almost from the beginning of time itself.

The story: long may it live.

BJ

Being There

Climbing_mountain I'm aware that I write much about setting. Not long ago, another writer asked me what I, personally, look for in a story's setting. That's one of those thought-provoking questions that, when confronted with it, I couldn't answer right away but had to consider it as it related to some of the novels I've read ... and remembered.

I finally decided that I look for a setting that can draw me into the thick of it, that can make me forget my immediate surroundings and become a part of the story's center, enabling me to see and feel and taste the place, to live there in the midst of its characters and experience their world with them. As a writer, I know that requires a great deal more than the "travelogue" type of description I discussed in an earlier post or a quick overview of a landscape. A writer has to work for encapsulated reality, for mood and atmosphere, and relation to character--all of which involve significant, intricate details, all carefully chosen.

Here are a few examples that accomplish what I'm talking about better than I could ever explain it:

From Homer Hickam, Jr.'s October Sky (the novel on which the movie was based): "There was a breeze coming down the hollow. The dogwoods low on the mountain waved as if asking me to look at their glory. They were like white bouquets God had stuck in the stands of ancient oaks and hickories, glistening green in their own new growth. I heard something and looked up and down the road for its source. It wasn't just a single sound. It was Coalwood moving, talking, humming its eternal symphony of life, work, duty, and job. I stood alone on the side of the road and listened to my town play its industrial song."

From Irene Nemirovsky's Suite Francaise--a masterpiece of a novel on which I'll probably blog later. Set at the beginning of the Nazi occupation of Paris in 1940, Parisians are fleeing the city in an eerie hush: "Silently, with no lights on, cars kept coming, one after the other, full to bursting with baggage and furniture, prams and birdcages, packing cases and baskets of clothes, each with a mattress tied firmly to the roof. They looked like mountains of fragile scaffolding and they seemed to move without the aid of a motor, propelled by their own weight down the sloping streets to the town square. Cars filled all the roads into the square. People were jammed together like fish caught in a net, and one good tug on that net would have picked them all up and thrown them down on to some terrifying river bank. There was no crying or shouting; even the children were quiet. Everything seemed calm. From time to time a face would appear over a lowered window and stare up at the sky for a while, wondering. A low, muffled murmur rose up from the crowd, the sound of painful breathing, sighs and conversations held in hushed voices, as if people were afraid of being overheard by an enemy lying in wait ..." 

From Denise Giardina's novel, The Unquiet Earth: "The coal camps are strung along Blackberry Creek like beads on a necklace, and each looks much the same. Every house is painted white with black trim. Some of the houses hang from the hillsides, their fronts supported by fragile columns of brick and wood. Others sit in the creek bottom on streets of mud and red dog from the slate dumps, raised at four corners by short brick piles with space beneath the house for spare tires and sleeping dogs. Fences of wood and wire separate each house. In winter a truck comes from the mine and fills the coal houses in the corner of each yard so people can feed their stoves. Several times a day the black trains scream through the camps, and often the whistle at the mine blows for an accident ..." 

This is what I mean when I say that, as a reader, I want to be there. And as a writer, I do my best to take the reader there.

BJ

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