I
know what you’re thinking. I mean, seriously, what the hell could one of the
all time worst novels ever written have to teach a young author?
Actually
quite a lot.
So
in light of the stupid controversy surrounding this godawful atrocity getting a
film adaptation, let’s take a look at all the wonderful things E.L. James has
left with me.
1.
Unfortunately,
nice guys really do finish last (in fiction). I hate to admit it (mostly
because I am technically a nice guy even though I’m a girl with inner rage
issues), but it’s the truth. Most of the time, when there’s a love triangle
present, the girl chooses the bad boy. We’ve seen it dozens of times in
fiction. There is
just something about the classic jerk boyfriend character that us poor women
cannot resist. There is no real explanation for it other than perhaps a hard
study of human biology. Maybe it’s because we inherently obsess with people who
seem to not like us. I know I do. It’s annoying, like a splinter in your
finger, a tiny pebble in your shoe. It irks you. And, eventually, overwhelms
you. My second crush in high school was a guy who got on my nerves constantly and
we ended up verbally sparring through my third year and then I was walking down
the hallway one day, fuming at something he’d teased me about earlier, and then
it hit me like a Mack truck spinning out of control on an oil slick—I LIKED
him. Ew. Boys, right?
But despite the billions of things E.L. James got wrong,
she knew that the foaming masses of women out there prefer the handsome,
arrogant prick over someone much more understanding and level-headed to
fantasize about. I think it has a lot to do with fantasies in general. We often
indulge in them because we know that in real life, they’d be horrific
experiences. If Christian and Ana were a real couple and people knew about what
he did to her, he’d be on 'To Catch a Predator' in a heartbeat. No amount of
money would avoid that. However, that brings me to my next point.
2.
Jerk
boyfriends aren’t enough. We love jerks. We adore them. Indiana Jones, Tony
Stark, John McClane, Richard B. Riddick, Hellboy, the list goes on and on, and that’s just for
movies. In fiction, there are thousands of arrogant pricks that we can’t help
rooting for as we turn the pages. However, these fellas have something in
common that Christian Grey does NOT: they have hidden depths. This is a trope
known as Jerk with a Heart of Gold. It’s by far one of the most popular writing
devices of all time. There is really nothing better than thinking a character
is the scum of the earth and then finding out he has a kitten farm out in his
garage. And this is the exact opposite of Mr. Grey, who is a Jerk with a Heart of Jerk. He’s intolerable, abusive, childish, selfish, and just a genuinely
unpleasant man despite his dashing good looks. While this worked for all the
lonely housewives still pining for Edward Cullen, it is the main reason that 50
Shades is one of the most hated novel series to date. His behavior is wholly
disgusting. It’s reprehensible. It is not accurate in any sense to the real
life equivalents of couples in the BDSM culture. It’s made up and creepy and
wrong and honestly, it makes the human race as a whole look bad. Okay, I may be
exaggerating, but still.
50 Shades is indisputable proof that bastard
boyfriends cannot cut it in the fictional world. Sure, the book sold millions, but
again, the demographic generally isn’t writers or readers with their heads on straight, it’s people who don’t read on a
regular basis and so they don’t know the difference between a well-balanced
story with troubled but great characters and the mindless wet dreams of a
lonely woman who thinks she knows what S & M is all about.
3.
Fanfiction
really shouldn’t be renamed and published for profit. Sadly, not a lot of
people know that Shades is actually an AU (alternate universe, for you
non-nerds out there) fanfiction written about Twilight. Oh, yes, you read that
right. It’s Twilight fanfiction. All she did was change the names, a few plot
details, and then she published it and made a fortune. Did she have the legal
right to do this? Yes. Was it morally right to do this? I disagree. I write
fanfiction on a regular basis. It’s a great way to find other creative people
and to share an interest in a particular movie, cartoon, TV show, anime/manga, or novel.
However, there is one huge difference between that and original fiction—it’s
free. That’s why fanfiction is such a booming part of nerd culture. If you hate
something, who cares? At least you didn’t cough up any cash for it. You read it
for free. That’s also why they are ten times more willing to review a fanfic
than to review a novel on Amazon—it’s way less pressure and cost to do so.
I
believe it’s wrong to charge people to read something many of them could have
read for free, especially when the quality is as eye-ball gougingly terrible as
Shades. However, James is not the only one to abuse this literary loophole.
Cassandra Clare, author of the City of Bones novel series, also did the same
thing, and she is an even worse offender. According to the research I’ve
gathered, she used to plagiarize a lot of the Harry Potter fanfiction she used
to write and then eventually took it down, changed the plot and the names, and
published it. She also reportedly bullied anyone who tried to point out what
she was doing, and if you Google the controversy right now, you’ll notice it’s
kind of hard to find. I believe that her publisher might have found out about
it and made a point to keep things on the down low, and that’s a frightening
idea in itself.
However, for argument’s sake, let’s now focus on the writing
aspect of this problem. You’re borrowing someone else’s characters. You’re
piggybacking off of them. You’re adding and subtracting some things, but it’s
still not original fiction. This is going to hurt your writing no matter how
you try to dress it up. It’s still not your property and you will have to make
all kinds of sacrifices in order to make it work without alerting someone to
the fact that you’ve stolen their characters. You can see so many awful Bella
Swan-isms in Ana Steele that it’s embarrassing—tripping over things, rejecting
compliments and gifts, being sullen for no real reason, not noticing that the
guy she loves is a total creep—and that’s just for starters. I hope that in the
future publishing companies take a harder look at the authors who keep doing
stuff like this and refuse to let it fly. It’s not fair to the millions of
fanfic writers who don’t plagiarize and it’s not fair to the readers.
4.
Conflict
matters. Honestly, can you look me in the eye and tell me what Shades is about
other than poorly written sex? I bet you a nickel that you can’t. Story cannot
exist without conflict. Yet Shades does, somehow. The initial attempt at conflict
is Ana’s reluctance to engage in Christian’s disturbing sex fantasies, but it’s
null and void before we even hit the halfway point in the first book. The rest
of it just drags along with a bare semblance of a plot. Putting aside the
fourth grade reading level grammar mistakes, it’s just dull scenes loosely
strung together. Plot matters. Conflict matters. Character actions matter.
There shouldn’t be any point that I flip through a book and I can’t tell what
the hell is happening and for what reason.
5.
Editing
is your friend. How many times does Christian “breathe” in Shades? How many
times does Ana say “holy cow?” I think some lovely person went and counted them
all, but you and I both know the exact number comes out to 84545695685067986879
because E.L. James didn’t have an editor. Or, if she did, the editor was too
busy typing with one hand to actually do their job. The novel has so much
unintentional repetition that it makes me want to spoon my eyes out of their
sockets. No one “says” anything—it’s all attributions, which are a big debate
in the writing world. I personally think that it should be 50/50 when it comes
to dialogue tags, but most writers are strict and enforce the law that it
should be “said” 90% of the time.
Editing is not just a masochistic way for you
to kill your darlings on the page. It’s good for your work. It helps you
separate the crap from the gold. It helps you catch accidental mistakes and
things you repeat without knowing it, especially if you’re a novelist. Editing
should also be something that happens dozens of times before one even considers
publishing. Not only do I look over my work, I pass it off to relatives and
friends and then to a professional. Your eyes see what you wanted to write, and
don’t always see what’s there. You have to edit until the very sight of your
manuscript makes you want to puke. It’s despicable, but necessary.
Honestly,
I could go on and on about how much I loathe these novels, but at the very
least, they have given us some of the funniest dramatic readings of all time.
Here’s to you, 50 Shades of Grey. You make us all look bad, but at least you
suck in style.
...no pun intended.
I've had absolutely no desire to read 50 Shades, and after reading this post, I still don't. But I'm glad you did and that you've rturned from the nether regions to share what you learned. It's true; sometimes we must suffer through really bad writing in order to improve our own.
ReplyDeleteGood. The more it stays out of your life, the better off you are. And the worst part is after people find out you're a writer and they ask you, "Hey, have you read 50 Shades of Grey?!" and I resist the urge to facepalm every time.
ReplyDeleteFinally succumbed to the temptation and downloaded free Kindle preview of the book. Ten pages in and it's dire. Can't get over the bad writing style-it makes Harlequin Romances look like Hemingway.Between the adjectives found in the thesaurus to the weird fixations on Christians long fingers and eye-rolling, I can't believe this is a best-seller. Whoever writes the script for the movie needs to rewrite the entire story.
ReplyDeleteYour poor eyeballs. I am so sorry to have to share that pain. The funnier part is that there's no sex for a good forty pages so then all you're reading is Ana's incredibly stupid, shallow inner monologue about Christian without even getting to the hilariously bad sex. I too have a hard time believing it's sold millions of copies. I take it a sign of the end times, really.
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