Mumbling about Writing
The high way of writing is telling without telling
“After another moment’s silence, she mumbled that I was peculiar, that that was probably why she loved me but that one day I might disgust her for the very same reason.”
― Albert Camus, The Stranger
We write to tell something. That is the common consensus I read. But is it the only way?
Apparently, we write based on knowledge to teach. Stories teach lessons. Life lessons if you want. Other stories aren't stories but raw knowledge.
As far as I have read, good writing has meaning. It delivers a message to the reader.
And it seems the high way of doing it is telling without telling. If you tell your message explicitly is boring.
The gaps talk. Strange but true. Readers like to jump gaps to reach an understanding.
But not any gap. Small gaps go unnoticed. Big gaps don't make the intended sense. The gap must be just right.
Then comes the artistic part. One thing can be said in unlimited ways. That is why we never get out of stories. Some authors even affirm that any story is already told. We just change the shape. The combination of words is ours.
