kayd_mon
Sage
Is this the new thing? I see this more and more often, and usually, it feels weird to me as a reader. I've never tried to write in this tense, but is it something I should practice?
The Hunger Games is written in the present tense, and it works well for that story. It really ramps up the tension.
I feel that it worked very well in the first part and in the actual hunger games, but that it was less successful in the parts where Katniss is not in danger. Also, the perspective became very limiting in the second part (partly) and in the third part (all the time).
This is how I feel when I'm writing (in first-person present)... I'm picturing myself as the character and watching events unfold before my eyes.I find that writing in present tense is easier because I can picture in my mind that I am the character performing the action in the scene and can describe what I am doing as it's happening.
In past tense I feel like I have to describe something which has already happened, and it's harder to imagine events which have already passed.
I do get a kick out of this comment, so much so that I'd rather just enjoy it and not contradict any of it. But the part I emboldened is where I disagree. At least in first-person present, you the reader are viewing the action from in the character's head. If I tell a story in first-person past, you the reader are listening to the character tell her story, which already happened.He doesn't like first-person narrative. It doesn't bring him into the moment because he's not actually in that moment, only the character is. And what the character is doing is in the past. For example, as I write this I remember a first-person narrative in which the character reads a book. The character likes the book. He smiles, enjoying the feel of the paper and the smell of the book. He remembers that he reads this same book when he is twelve and he enjoys the feel of the paper and the smell of the book even then. I enjoy the smell of my keyboard as I write this. You smile as you read this comment, enjoying the play of words and the smell of irony.
This is all happening right now.
Pete waited fifteen minutes before Nora showed up wearing a vivid blue dress that Pete had never seen before. "Do you like it?" asked Nora.
It looks outrageous, thought Pete, like neon woven into cloth. "Terrific," he said, smiling.
Nora studied Pete's face for a moment, then glared. "You always want me to be frowsy and boring," she said.
Pete wasn't surprised when that Nora was fifteen minutes late, and of course she showed up wearing a new dress. A blue dress. No, not just blue. Vivid blue, like neon woven into cloth.
"Do you like it?" asked Nora.
Pete forced himself to smile. "Terrific."
As usual, she could read his mind despite his best efforts to be cheerful, easy-to-get-along-with hypocrite. She glared at him. "You always want me to be frowsy and boring."
As usual, she could read my mind despite my best efforts to be a cheerful, easy-to-get-along-with hypocrite. She glared at me.