It’s never too late to finally get it.
I finally got it.
I managed to snag a bundle on Amazon for less than a buck. A bunch of awesome authors, great stories, the whole works. Opened to a multi-pubbed, award-winning author I had always wanted to read. I got to page three. I went back; must have missed something. Reread, got to page two and a half. Went back again. What?
Back and forth, in and out of POVs. Yessiree, head hopping like a rabbit on steroids.
My apologies Sally Stuart for the tough critique you gave me fifteen or so years ago. You were spot on. And I was horribly wrong.
Admitting my foolishness, let’s just say that I never really got why omniscient doesn’t work as well as controlled POVs. I really didn’t. I grew up on authors who wrote that way. Now, mind you, I taught the company line. I’ve given numerous classes on POV, deep POV, deep—deep POV and so on and so forth. I tell my authors to be sure their POVs are easily understood. Even though I still was not convinced all of it was necessary.
And yet, here I was on page three, so confused that I had to reread the opening pages three more times to try and connect with someone. I hope you know, I haven’t picked up the story since. It was too much work to try and figure out who was thinking, feeling, expressing themselves.
Sooooo…there you have it. Lesson taught. Lesson learned.
I finally got it. How about you?