Showing posts with label visceral writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label visceral writing. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 26, 2024

Visceral Writing + Nostalgia = Effective Writing Every Time


Pow! Right in the kisser! 

A knife in the gut! 

Intestines spilling out of an open wound! 

Bloody bullet holes!

Those are the kinds of things that often come to mind when we think or talk about visceral writing. Gross stuff. Stuff that is painful to feel. Feelings that make a reader feel bad. 

We like to think, I believe, that visceral writing is a perfect tool for crime fiction and horror stories, but maybe not so much for regular fiction that doesn't include fistfights, stab wounds, gunshots, or the rambling undead. But is that really true?

According to Vocabulary.com:

"When something's visceral, you feel it in your guts. A visceral feeling is intuitive — there might not be a rational explanation, but you feel that you know what's best, like your visceral reaction against egg salad." Visceral comes from the word viscera, or the gut, the organs. Visceral writing is that which produces a sensation physically in a reader's body, not just in a reader's mind.

But let's be honest. Are bad feelings the only kinds of feelings we experience in our gut, in our body, in our viscera? Not for me. And I certainly hope not for you either. What a horrible way to live. 

Always Look on the Bright Side of Life
(Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do)

Remember the hysterical closing scene in Monty Python's Life of Brian? Who my age doesn't? Brian hasn't had the kind of life he expected and as he is being crucified, he and the others hanging there in the hot sun still find a way to look on the positive side of their situation. 

We can do the same even though we write viscerally. We can use the same tools, flex those same muscles to create gut feelings and physical sensations that stir up good feelings and not feelings of nausea or unease.

Don't believe me? 

Try these on for size. Picture these things, but not with your eyes. 

  • Grandma's fried chicken sizzling in an iron skillet and how that made you salivate, almost tasting it through your nose
  • The kitten-fur softness of the flannel blanket you had as a kid and carried around so much that mom and dad had to wash it every few days
  • Not only the sweet taste but the crystalline texture of the rock candy you could trace with your tongue that you only bought once a year on the way to your usual family vacation spot

Can you see them? Good, but not good enough. Can you hear them? Can you feel them? Can you taste them? Can you smell them? Now here's the real kicker... can you experience them?

Let's look at each example and see what senses they activate. 

Grandma's fried chicken sizzling in an iron skillet and how that made you salivate, almost tasting it through your nose

Sight? Sure. Sound? Yep, nothing like the sizzling of anything being fried. The more grease the better. Feel? Yep. I remember getting too close and the leaping pings of grease finding the sensitive skin on my arm. Smell? Oh yeah, and if your Grandma was like mine, her special seasoning belonged only to her brain and the smell of the chicken cooking was different from any of your friends' families cooking fried chicken. Taste? Not the chicken. Not yet, but the taste of Crisco in the air, the thick greasy flavor that said "There's no way I can hold on until dinner." (Writing this is making me hungry.)

That's visceral right there. And there's not a zombie, a serial killer, or a crime scene anywhere in view. 

Moving on...

The kitten-fur softness of the flannel blanket you had as a kid and carried around so much that mom and dad had to wash it every few days

Sight? Again, sure, but that's the easy one, the low-hanging fruit. Sound? Not as much, but I can hear the blanket sliding on the linoleum floor or the hallway. Feel? This one is all about the feels. The gentle, soft way that blanket felt wrapped on my bare shoulders, even as a teenager. The warmth I felt quickly simply by virtue of being covered thanks to the way it trapped heat. Taste? Of course. (Like you never stuck your blanket in your mouth. Don't lie to me.) Smell? It ended up smelling like my skin where I held it, like whatever had been spilled in the floor where I dragged it, and like whatever Mom was cooking that lingered in the air. That's why it had to be washed so much. 

Next.

Not only the sweet taste but the crystalline texture of the rock candy you could trace with your tongue that you only bought once a year on the way to your usual family vacation spot

If you missed this special treat on the trips to the beach each Summer with your family, then you really missed out. There were dozens of hole-in-the-wall stores along the roads where you could get not only rock candy, but pecan brittle, divinity, pecan logs, invisble ink activity books, and plastic alligators to play with in the car. 

But enough about my childhood. We're supposed to be talking about visceral, senses-led writing. 

So... 

Sight? Yep. Red, green, blue, white, pink. Sharp and shiny. Hear? That crunch that sounds like not just the candy is breaking but your teeth also. Taste? Pure sugar, baby. Smell? It invades my sinuses with every bite. And the big one -- feel? If you can't feel the sharp points that you traced with your tongue, exploring each crevice and plain and peak before chomping down on a bite, then you're not trying hard enough. 

Have we unlearned all that we once thought about visceral writing yet? Have we tossed out the idea that it's only good for dangerous, violent, abhorrent feelings in our gut? Have we begun to see that the same tool we can use to destroy a reader's pscyhe (in the best way possible) can also be used to take them on a trip to good feelings and happy memories too? 

Wait?! Memories? What do they have to do with all this?

I'm glad you asked. 

Yesterday Once More
(Shooby doo, lang, lang)


Nostalgia. 

Merriam-Webster defines it as a noun, a feeling of longing, a "wistful or excessively sentimental yearning for return to or of some past period or irrecoverable condition." Simply put, nostalgia is memory, albeit a positive one we enjoy reliving. But at its heart, memory is what makes all visceral writing work.

Yes, even the negative usages. 

Why does that crude, iron-blood drawing on the crime scene floor turn our stomachs? Because we've smelled it before, tasted it in the air even if it was only from an injury on the ball field or falling out of a tree or getting smacked in the face by a careless sibling in a hurry. Why does that steel bar crashing into our main character's stomach hurt us too when we feel the bruises start to form with words alone? Because most of us have either felt it or watched someone else feel it and the words trigger the "ouchness" of the memory. 

Let's just call that the "bad nostalgia," the feeling of "wanting to avoid some past and completely recoverable condition."

Just like our "bad nostalgia," our classic nostalgia, or wistful yearning works together with our sensory details when we tell stories to create the ultimate form of positive visceral writing. When we reinforce our readers' nostalgia with the right details that trigger sights, sounds, smells, touch feelings, and tastes they long to experience again, we can shortcut (in effect) the rational brain and go straight for the memory centers that make them feel and experience our stories. 

It's kind of like learning sight words in school. When you recognize a word immediately, you don't have to use any brain power to apply to spelling, meaning, or context. It just is. 

In the same way, the right details partner with nostalgia. The right smell, taste, or feel word can skip the rational brain and find immediate comfort in a sensory memory that makes it identify with the scene being described. 

Now, this doesn't always have to be used in a straightforward way. Sometimes the best writers will use positive sensory details to create conflict in the gut of a reader. Let's say, for example, that the smell of the pie cooking reminds our spy of home, but she's not supposed to let anything distract her from her mission. And in spite of the pain in her ribs from the beating she took before convincing the bad guys she was on their side, the scent of the pie relaxes her. The entire experience is supposed to be something negative she won't mind putting behind her, but that damn pie and it's nostalgia gut feeling is getting in the way. Let the reader feel the emotional, gut conflict right along with the character. 

When you reinforce physical sensations with emotional sensations, that's always effective wordsmithing. And, after all, isn't that the goal?

Tuesday, July 26, 2022

The Description Toolbox: 3 Tools Every Writer Needs


Dialog and description. What people say and what they do in the world they inhabit. There would be no stories without them. 

I know there are thousands of articles and books about writing description out there in this big ol' wide world, so why waste my time with one here on this mostly unknown blog by a D-list indie writer of pulp and genre fiction? 

Because I'm both vain and stubborn, I guess. 

Now that that's out of the way, the real reason is that since we each have different ways of approaching our work, I figured it might help someone else out there if I shared what worked for me. Your mileage may vary, as the saying goes. 

Description, defined personally, is the art of putting a place to your work. It's where the world is created with words and each item in that world worth mentioning is created as well. But there's a fine line between not enough description and too much description. How do you know if an item in or a detail of that world is needed or not? 

I go to my toolbox. I have one for description and one for dialog. The description toolbox contains three key tools that help me answer that question for my writing. These are, in effect, my hammer, screwdrivers, and wrenches for my stories. For most situations, they get the job done for me, in spite of any additional fancy, schmancy gadgets I may also have access to.  

Tool #1: Journalism School (The Four W's)

I come from a background in both fiction and nonfiction writing. I cut my teeth on magazine and newspaper articles, and as such, I had to learn quickly the most important questions for informative nonfiction. They've been called the "W's" for years. 

They are: 

  • Who?
  • What?
  • When?
  • Where?

Now, I know it's tempting to add "Why" to this list, but hold off on that for now. Honestly, if we can't detail a clear picture of these four questions, then why doesn't really matter to your story. We need to know who is on the set, what is on the set and what is happening, when it's happening (era or time of day or season, etc.), and where it's happening. Once those details are clear, readers will have all they need to ponder the why in their own minds and in Literature classes for time to come.

Without all that, who cares? It's just a list of plot points and random dialog. 

Most writers devote more time to who and what than anything else, but it's important to remember that each is equally important to your work. 

Who?

Without a who, the plot is meaningless. The story only happens because it happens to somebody. And that somebody is either short or tall, lanky or stout, male or female or trans, blonde or redhead or raven-haired. That person has a personal style of dress, or stuff important to them, etc. Plot happens to characters, not to placeholders in the shape of one. 

But it's not just your antagonist and protagonist. You also have to think about your other characters, even to the point of onlookers. One of these coolest tricks in filmmaking is to add a third person in a scene between two important characters. It's not just a way of breaking up the monotony of talking heads, it also can supply comedy, tension, suspense, or that moment of relief as the viewer sees another character react to those two primary leads for the scene. It's a trick we can apply in our fiction too, a breakaway from the key action to describe something in the background, something that may have importance or not -- the reader won't know yet. It could be important or it could be red herring.

What?

Without a what, nothing happens? Characters do things in a way that tells the reader something about them. The things they touch, the way they walk, the words they say. the drinks they drink, the colors they choose for their living room decor -- all those whats establish identity and place a real character in a real place, at least in the theater of the reader's imagination. 

When?

A lot of writers, particularly beginning writers, tend not to even think about when. I can't tell you how many times I've read a short story without any sense of day or night, winter or fall or spring of summer, or the year. Some might say that's not nearly as important to the plot, but I disagree. If you didn't feel the snow and isolation of winter in Ethan Frome (it's pretty much its own character in the story) would the outcome of the novel matter or even make sense? If you could sense the oppression of night in Chander's hardboiled tales, you'd miss the moral ambiguity of the themes. If you couldn't feel the summer heat in Bradbury's Dandelion Wine, you'd missed the exuberance of childhood play that underlines all the weirdness of the stories the boys live. 

Where?

Where is the one we writers think about almost as much as who. But do we really populate where in a way that makes a vivid picture for readers? Think about the various colored rooms in Poe's "Masque of the Red Death" or the simple living room in Vonnegut's "Harrison Bergeron." The importance of the setting will determine how fully you describe it. In "Red Death," the colors not only exist for opulence and extravagance but also for meaning and symbolism. In "Bergeron" the setting is sparse intentionally because no one in that world has any more or less than any other. 

Tool #2: The Senses

Now let's go deeper into our W's. How do we perceive the who, what, where, and when in our real life? Through our senses, of course. 

It's the same with our fiction. Sensual (not to be confused with erotic though it can be that) writing simply means understood through or by the senses. 

For those who haven't taken elementary-level science in a few years, they are:

  • Sight
  • Sound
  • Smell
  • Touch
  • Taste

On the surface, these are all very easy to work with, but like a screwdriver, they each function similarly but with different specifics, whether flat, Phillips, hex, socket, etc. Let's break them down. 

Sight

Sight, simply put, is what the writer (and by extension, the reader) sees. It's where details like size, color, shape, number, background, etc. are perceived. It also has an emotional quality to what is seen, but we'll get to that later. In many ways, both in real life and in fiction, it's our default sense. It's the one we use even as a beginner without really having to think about it as we bang out words on a keyboard (or for you old schoolers, write on a notepad). 

"It was a dark and stormy night..." is proof enough of that. (Thanks Snoopy!)

Sight descriptions run the gamut from basic (Hemingway, Carver) to uber-detailed (Faulkner, Tolkien) to flowery (Hurston, Garcia Marquez), and each is a valid choice when the writer knows when and where to use it. When it is overused, it is often referred to pejoratively as purple prose (often leveled at the pulp stories from the magazine heydays when writers were sometimes padding the pay per word). 

Sound

This one is often underused, I've always believed. Maybe it's because I'm also a musician and I hear sound in a perhaps different way from non-musicians. For mean, perception through sound goes way beyond just the message heard, beyond the words. 

At the risk of sounding stuffy (too late, I know), a message or setting is communicated more than just in the words said. I also understand meaning and location through volume, pitch, "pleasantness," etc. 

For example, a loud speaking voice can be like a cannon or like a droning bug in my ear. And each conveys a different message about the speaker. Loud background sounds can provide feelings of calm or tension, whether cicadas, grasshopper "fiddles," water babbling, or falling timber in the distance. Even urban sounds can have different tones they convey just like nature. And how that message is received by your characters is important. But to experience them, they have to hear them first, and that means you need to write them. 

The pitch of a sound also carries meaning to the listener. A high lilt may relax someone in the same way a low, husky, deep voice might relax another. Sharpness in the tone will almost always irritate me and put me off, whereas a softer timbre will put me at ease. Don't forget your characters have these traits too. 

Volume and pitch and tone all cause a sound, whether speaking or mere noise, to fall somewhere on a pleasantness scale. And we all have different ways of describing that scale. Like mama soothing me after I scraped my knee. Like a bird trapped in a chimney. Like my aunt scolding my cousin. Like leaves crunching underfoot. You can't read those without feeling something, and that's the point of sound descriptions. 

Smell and Taste

I like to think of sight and sound as the (sort of) basic senses and as the remaining three as the visceral senses. Sight and sound often tell you what while smell, taste, and touch tell your body how to react to that what. 

As such. smell and taste often work together. If you can smell a fresh apple pie or a dead animal on the side of the road, you can almost always taste it as well. 

Likewise, when you taste something and hold your nose, you miss out on quite a bit of the experience of tasting in the first place. 

Every place your characters go and every person they meet and every new thing they see will have a taste and smell component. Your job will be to determine whether that is an important detail to include. However, don't be fooled into thinking that only food and fragrances are worth tasting or smelling. The thick, iron odor of blood can be a useful detail in a murder mystery or a coming of age tale in the wilderness. The taste of chalk on a vase can tell a detective or a nosy neighbor details about the person who owns the vase. 

And, because these are visceral senses, how far you take that taste or smell is up to you and the story you're trying to tell. "The dried beef crawled down my throat like maggots swimming in gravy" tells a far different story than "The cottage pie warmed my tongue with the sweetness of green peas." 

Touch

I could (and have) done a full tutorial on this sense alone. It's often the first sense that action writers go to for their visceral descriptions. It's the gut punch that twists your guts into a bag of bones and blood and playdough. It's the catch in your throat just before you lurch forward and send the contents of your stomach spewing. It hits like a proverbial sledgehammer. 

But it's so much more than that. 

It's also the touch of a lover's fingernails on the ticklish spot of your back, the one that causes your hairs to tingle and stand up, the spot that itches and relaxes your muscles all at the same time. 

It's also the warmth of your father's palm against your face when he leans in, gripping slightly enough to force your  cheeks against your jawbone, then backs away before leaning his forehead against your own and says, "I always knew you could do it."

It's also the gentle brushing of a thousand tiny dancers against your calves and ankles as your walk through the field between your house and your grandmother's place, each step sending the twirling off into the air. 

It's also the breeze that makes you shake from the sudden ice cubes hunching across your shoulders and the single drop of rain that hits you on the forehead just as you enter the church for your mother's funeral. 

It's touch. And it conveys so much more than just the physical sensation. It also tells the reader how to feel without ever saying how to feel. 

Tool #3: The Psyche

We've actually been using this tool throughout this tutorial already because none of those previous tools works without this one. It's the creamy filling inside every chocolate candy we've eaten thus far (and yeah, I'm mixing metaphors; just go with it, we'll call it stream of consciousness if that helps). No who, what, where, or when exists in a vacuum. Each W question you describe the answer to has all kinds of emotion and reaction built in. It's the reason words like gigantic resonant more than big. It's why alluring means more than just pretty. The technical term for it is connotation. If denotation is the meaning all by itself, connotation is the meaning when the word is filtered through the brain. 

This deepest tool of description is where we intentionally move our pictures from the outside to the inside. Like I said, we've been doing it all along, but now is the time we do it on purpose, not by accident. 

There's a lot going on inside a reader (and a character) we need to tap into. Among them:

  • Inferences
  • Implication
  • Emotional responses
  • Empathy
  • Personality
  • Experiential understanding
  • Pondering

This is where we not only drink the dandelion wine we've been waiting for, but we also pick up what the drinker feels and thinks when they drink it. But that's not description, you say, that's narration. Duh. It's all narration. Has been all along. It all is. 

This is where those adjectives and adverbs become strong nouns and verbs instead or become more targeted from our initial brain droppings (often called cliches). 

This is when the particular words chosen have something meaningful to say about what is implied when the narrator says the sun is yolk-like rather than yellow. 

This is where the vision seen by the POV characters tells the reader something unique when they see rocks that are like little broken cities of the past rather instead of dried clumps of dirty stone. 

This is the place when the way a character sees, hears, smells, etc. another character or a place will differ from how they see, hear, smell, etc. another character or place. 

This is when the smell of cheese toast reminds a character of home in a good way or a bad way, like a melted combination of butter and cheese, with the tops all crispy and blackened, hot and sticking to the inside of your teeth or the dead odor of burned cheese and too much butter, thick in the air like the grease would undoubtedly soon be in the reader's mouth. 

This is where the most important how in your work can finally come out and play -- the how it makes your characters feel and how it makes them think. 

A Few Examples From My Work

Rather than analyze the works of writers far more gifted than me and tell you what I think they intended as they wrote, I'll take the coward's way out and just pull a few examples to examine from my own work. 

    It begins as always with the crick-cracking of the neck bone where it attaches to the top of the spine. Then there is the delicious constriction as the breath slowly ceases its movement through the windpipe. At last, after moments sometimes but more often after teasingly painful minutes, thick as the dripping of Winter’s oil, the body lies limp and unmoving, lifeless in the metal, springs and gears that have become my new strength. 

    -- "Death With a Glint of Bronze" (Dreams of Steam: Brass and Bolts)

This story opening is filled with visceral sense imagery using sounds and touch particularly. I can not only hear the crick-cracking but also feel in my fingers what it would feel like to make a neck make that sound. 

    A high-pitched male voice cut through the throng of onlookers and one of the bobbies fell to the street with a wet thud. A dwarf of a man, five feet tall at his best, stepped over the fallen officer and strode between McKendrick and his assistant. 

    -- "Death With a Glint of Bronze" (Dreams of Steam: Brass and Bolts)

Here's an example of using description to show a POV character's summation of a character he encounters. Words like "thud" and "dwarf" tell you exactly what he thinks of this interloper. 

    She reached across her lap and pushed the broken bone back into place then shook her wrist to check the connection. It held, and would stay together long enough to get some gauze and tape to secure the cracked bone. Not that it would heal of course. Those days were over. 

    “What do you call this bone?” she asked, holding up the arm to show him. “I used to know, I think, but I can't remember it now.”

    “Hell if I know,” the man said. “That's what I hire editors for.”

    -- "Posthumous" (Zombiesque)

For this zombie protagonist, I wanted to show not the grossness of the bone but the monotony of her having to constantly repair her body when she got angry and broke a bone. The emotion was not an active one, but a passive one in this case. 

    They were nameless, though they had no trouble distinguishing one another. Short and squat, they smelled like the caves they mined, but that didn’t bother them. They had done so and been so for more than two hundred of the humans’ years, and they looked neither older nor younger than they had a few decades ago.

    -- "The Fairest of Them All" (Classic Mutilated)

I wanted to convey the way a fantasy dwarf might describe his kind in this story opening. Rather than the four-color world of Disney's Snow White, I wanted to build a dusty, dirty world of cave living for the seven dwarves. 

    The door burst open and a small dog with white matted fur bounded in and leapt into her lap, pushing her back onto the bed. Her feet hung of the edge and touched the floor, flat-footed, and the top of her head pressed against the head rail. The dog snuggled into her chest and licked her lips and nose. 

    -- "The Fairest of Them All" (Classic Mutilated)

When the story needed a break, it was time to bring in the dog, but only in such a way that made the scene feel childish, but not quite, since her feet touch the floor flat from the edge of the bed. 

“You do know she's dead, right?” the girl tossed her hair back, flicking a solid streak of purple amid the unnaturally dark black. “Besides that, she wasn't real. She's a movie character.”

“What do you know about String Theory, Gert?”

“God, I hate that I got stuck with that name. Why couldn't my mom have been a hippy instead and named me something less stupid, like Sunshine or Rainbow?”

Reed ignored her, and traced the Hello My Name Is Gert on her cockeyed name tag with his eyes, then let them dart over to her breast for the merest of moments. “Or even better, M-Theory.”

    -- And So She Asked Again, (Reel Dark)

Clearly, Reed notices Gert, and this established Gert's personality and even Reed's. I can clearly see Gert with her dark hair and streak of purple. 

In a few minutes the worst of the pain had passed, and I gathered up Elise's purse and overnight backpack just in case the doctor sent her own to the emergency room. He didn't do it often, but frequently enough that we had learned to keep the bag packed with a few toiletries, fresh underwear, and a pair of sweats and an baggy T-shirt and her flip-flops. 

She made it out to the car leaning against me for support, and I helped her in the passenger side, careful not to touch her legs more than needed to help lift them into the car. She grinned weakly and said thanks then looked away and grimaced. 

    -- "The Watching Thing" (coming soon in A Crowd in Babylon)

This is one of my favorite passages of description. The contents of the bag say something meaningful, and then the description of Elise getting help into the car tell us it's worse than even the bag indicates.

    Just as he’d requested in the Mid Town Reporter, the flowers were all made of papier-mâché. They were orange. And green. No other colors. The pallbearers wore suits of black, against which the brightly colored paper looked like a gift from a well-meaning, but naïve child, the kind of gift that a parent couldn’t dream of turning down, but clenched still at the thought of accepting.

    -- "Foolish Notions" (Show Me A Hero)

I loved the color contrast in this story. It sets up the theme and tone from the beginning. 

    The woman’s accent was just German enough to get his attention, all dripping with sexy gutturals and thick vowels, just exotic enough to trick a man’s ears into thinking he was having a drink with Marlene Dietrich instead of some two-bit nightclub singer in a no-account New York dive like Belle’s. But the comparison stopped cold at the woman’s voice. She was attractive, of course, but lacked the sex appeal that would have brought sell-out crowds to the local bijou. Her skin was pale and almost sickly, and her figure—while a far sight better than that of the average woman with a nice apartment and radio in her living room—well, it was never going to get her silhouette painted on a playbill. But her eyes, her dark eyes that threatened to go solid black in just the right light, those were something special, and it was those eyes that had convinced him to listen to her story in the first place. 

    -- "Die Giftig Lilie" (The Ruby Files, Vol. 1)

The whole point of this story opening was to make the reader picture the idea of hard-boiled. I wanted to create the background images and the incidental music without having to say the bar was smoky or that a jazzy soundtrack played over the scene. 

In Conclusion

Okay, I've shown you the tools, and I've provided a few examples. Now it's your turn. Get to work. Dazzle me. 

Wednesday, April 4, 2018

Nugget #127 -- Whatever Court You Play On


The skills you learn in writing visceral descriptions 
only make you better at your writing game -- 
whatever court you choose to play on.

Wednesday, February 7, 2018

Nugget #120 -- Bypassing the Brain


Visceral writing means to me writing that 
seeks to bypass the brain and aim straight for 
the emotions and a tight feeling in your gut.

Wednesday, September 13, 2017

Nugget #108 -- Visceral Words and Rubber Mallets

Visceral writing means to me writing that seeks to 
bypass the brain and aim straight for the emotions 
and a tight feeling in your gut. That means that 
visceral writing triggers responses a reader can’t 
help but feel automatically, sort of the storytelling 
equivalent of a doctor tapping your knee with 
that annoying rubber mallet.

Thursday, April 20, 2017

Visceral, Visceral, Visceral (to the tune of Marcia, Marcia, Marcia)

by Sean Taylor

On their way to New Orleans...
More than once or twice, and if you’re a long-time reader of this blog you’ll have noticed, I’ve talked about what I consider one of the most important parts of writing strong genre fiction, particularly when that genre fiction ventures into adventure fiction.

What do I mean by that? Well, genre fiction has a sliding scale of tone, just like all other fiction. There’s a world of difference between the literary tone of much of Bradbury and Vonneguts’s sci-fi and the political satire of Heinlein and the straight out action of Leviathan Wakes by James S.A. Corey or Deathworld by Harry Harrison. If you’re looking to make your mark on literary fiction with your genre work, you might at first feel this may not exactly be the article for you, but...

I would argue that the principles here don’t hurt any tone, from literary to pulp and all points in between (thank you, ZZ Top). In fact, the skills you learn in writing visceral descriptions only make your better at your writing game -- whatever court you choose to play on.

Still with me? Good.

Let’s all settle in on our starting point. What is visceral writing?

Visceral:
1.  felt in or as if in the internal organs of the body :  deep a visceral conviction
2.  not intellectual :  instinctive, unreasoning visceral drives
3.  dealing with crude or elemental emotions :  earthy a visceral novel
4.  of, relating to, or located on or among the viscera :  splanchnic visceral organs
From: https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/visceral

To keep it simple for the sake of this tutorial, visceral writing means to me writing that seeks to bypass the brain and aim straight for the emotions and a tight feeling in your gut. That means that visceral writing triggers responses a reader can’t help but feel automatically, sort of the storytelling equivalent of a doctor tapping your knee with that annoying rubber mallet.

Why Visceral?

As an English major, I’m usually the last person to tell you to go for a lowest common denominator engagement. I hate seeing concepts reduced to bumper sticker slogans, and I particularly detest strawman arguments in politics and culture. But, when it comes to grabbing a reader’s attention, I have to change my stance.

Visceral writing, while I wouldn’t call it lowest common denominator thinking, does however go straight to the feelings and reactions most human beings have in common. It goes for the sensation of queasiness from pain, the warm glow of a lover’s touch, the hunger in the stomach for one of grandma’s fried apple crumbles. When done well, it’s the closest a book (which is, at best, let’s just agree here, a series of words and has not real impact outside the imagination) can come to creating a physical sensation in the reader -- a knot in the stomach, a quickening of the blood to the nethers, perhaps even salivation.

No seeing dead people here... Only five senses...
Well-crafted visceral storytelling can reach every kind of reader, from the Oprah book club zombie to the Doc Savage collector. After all, even literary readers enjoy a little gut clench with their cerebral exercise.

Why Does It Work?


It’s not just a writer’s hocus pocus. It’s science. You see, our brains are hardwired by years of history, and we are automatically triggered by certain stimuli to react with an appropriate sensation.

As writers, if we want to be effective (and better yet, profitable, popular, able to remove the stigma of our chosen vocation from our parents who still don’t get it), we need to bring some science to our writing desk.

Though we humans have large, sophisticated brains, and like to see ourselves as thinking, feeling creatures, deep inside the basement of our minds there still lurks the brain of a reptile that continues to behave not by logic or emotion, but gut instinct. When triggered, this visceral brain still has the primal power to override all higher rationality. This is why otherwise calm and intelligent persons can panic when in danger or be driven to violence if strongly provoked. The visceral grips the mind in an excited, irrational state – a sensation not unlike what we feel when held in the grip of a great movie. Though our rationality should tell us the film is fake, our hearts still pound, our blood pressure rises, and we cannot tear our eyes from the screen. A great film makes us slaves to our reptilian minds. 
Great storytellers manage to exploit the power of the visceral by presenting situations that trigger the primal instincts that remain hardwired into our brains. But what are these instincts? If one observes animal behavior, it becomes clear that life revolves around one thing: survival. Nature is harsh, and death is always around the corner. This forces creatures to be forever preoccupied with either the search for food, successfully mating before one dies, or running for one’s life. To put things simply, the survival of the fittest has honed animal instincts down to either LUST or FEAR. “Lust” here does not necessarily have a sexual connotation. Though the urge to procreate is among these instincts, lust can be defined as any undeniable urge to fulfill a physical or deep-seeded behavioral need. We have all heard of a “lust for food,” a “lust for power,” and even a “lust for life.” All are expressions of irrational impulses to fulfill a deep, primal, often unexplainable craving. “Fear,” as used here, hardly needs definition. It is the compulsion to avoid personal harm.  
(From: https://creativescreenwriting.com/gut-reaction-visceral-storytelling-part-i/)

In other words, we still startle when an unknown someone taps our shoulders from behind because somewhere in our brain, we know that could be a man-eating beast ready to pounce. We still react sexually to a person we find appealing because we somewhere in our brain, we remember the importance of carrying on our tribal group.

See? Science. Like I said.

Cool, But How?

Story narrative is based in what characters see and hear. There’s almost no way around that. Those are the foundations on which you build the frame. And that’s okay. But remember, nobody lives on just the concrete slab. You actually have to put up walls.

(For a cool drinking game as you read this, take a swig every time I switch over to a new metaphor. You’ll be reading the final paragraph from a ditch somewhere with a missing liver.)

a) Get in touch with your feelings.

What makes you cringe? Not just the image of it, but the very thought of it.

What sounds make your eyes squint and get that tiny sliver of headache along the edges of your brow?

What smell makes you both afraid and compelled to turn to see what’s behind you?

What kind of touch makes your skin crawl or gives you excited gooseflesh?

What taste turns your stomach? What taste creates a hungry nostalgia?

Okay, but I can still write about shooting things, right?
b) Now go deeper.

Think about your “metaphysical” senses. While visceral writing is designed by nature to affect the physical body, don’t forget that the brain is still a part of that body.

What ideas create longing for you? (Remember, not just the idea of longing as an intellectual exercise, but the actual sensations of longing within you.)

What type of sensual experience makes you feel at peace?

What does “home” feel like to you?

What comes to your mind when you feel lost, even in a place you know well?

These are all feelings just as valid as a gut punch or a tasty pie. Each of them creates a physical connect somewhere between your brain and some nerve ending inside you.

c) Don’t confuse visceral stimuli with visceral reactions. 

What do I mean by that? Well, creating an emotionally empty list of ways your protagonist responded to something, regardless of how “visceral” he or she did so, isn’t the same thing as triggering that same response in your readers.

Make no mistake -- while using the idea of gut reactions to help you character react more authentically is a fantastic way to improve your characterizations, it isn’t visceral writing. It’s only better character writing.

The goal of this article is to help you create those sensations in readers, and keep their eyes glued to your story, not to make your characters more realistic (although that can be a wonderful added-on value as you master the techniques).

d) Visceral doesn’t mean gross. 

Sure, the feeling of needing to vomit is a visceral reaction, but just as the saying goes, “All poodles are dogs, but not all dogs are poodles,” visceral writing isn’t limited to the realm of the painful or the gross.

This belief tends to lead to one of two errors in thinking:


  1. I don’t write crime stories or horror stories, so visceral writing doesn’t concern me.
  2. I only need to think about this when I’m writing some kind of fight or heavy action sequence.


Wrong. And wrong. As you’ll see below, even literary fiction benefits from connecting with raw emotional response. Not only that, but one of the least bloody genres out there, romance novels, has been a bastion for years for writing that gets a physical response.

It’s not just for headless corpses and fist fights.

e) General Pointers to Improve Your Gut Punches (and your work period)

Use concrete, to-the-point word choices. Don’t slow down your readers with concepts. Let your nouns be the most accurate noun possible and your verbs be the most accurate verb possible.  For a useful list of strong verbs that convey both action and emotion, click here: https://julieglover.com/2013/07/17/visceral-verbs-for-writing/

Have a K! And a P! And another K! And here's a D!
It’s a common thread here on this blog, but I’ll add it here too. Listen to the sound of your words. Punches sound better with hard, stopping sounds like k, p, d, etc. Running moves faster with the sounds of soft letters like s, z, m, and n.

Watch your pacing. Let a fight have a dance and flow. Let a moment of passion vary from slow to fast. Let the scent of baked macaroni and cheese linger in the reader’s nose then chop off into short wisps of scent with sentence fragments. Let form meet function.

Putting It All Together

Here are a few examples to help demonstrate how it all works inside the framework of your story (or, inside the framework of other people’s stories, since I probably haven’t seen your story yet).

From Raymond Chandler, THE BIG SLEEP:

The main hallway of the Sternwood Place was two stories high. Over the entrance doors, which would have let in a troop of Indian elephants, there was a broad stained-glass panel showing a knight in dark armor rescuing a lady who was tied to a tree and didn't have any clothes on but some very long and convenient hair. 
The knight had pushed the vizor of his helmet back to be sociable, and he was fiddling on the ropes that tied the lady to the tree and not getting anywhere. I stood there and thought that if I lived in the house, I would sooner or later have to climb up there and help him.

Why is it effective?

Chandler could have left the description of Sternwood Place to just the eyes, but he was better than that. The detail of the knight and the naked women not only set up his worldview, but also appeal to lustful affectations of a male reader of the time, but not just lust, no, lust with a side of chivalry, that good feeling in the heart to accompany the happy feeling in the groin. And… for the really astute readers, even the name of the place creates a sound of disgust in the the throat. It has no flow. All stops.

From Ray Bradbury, “The Veldt”:

And he  marched  about  the house turning  off the  voice  clocks,  the stoves,  the heaters, the shoe  shiners, the shoe lacers, the body scrubbers and  swabbers and massagers, and  every other machine be could put  his hand to. 
The house was full of dead bodies, it seemed. It felt like a mechanical cemetery. So silent. None of the  humming hidden energy  of machines waiting to function at the tap of a button.

Why is it effective?

Ray counters the clean efficiently of clocks and stoves with the introduction of “dead bodies.” The words carry a smell and a sight, but not only that. It also has an emotional context, particularly when combined with the silent “mechanical cemetery.” And listen to the “hidden, humming energy of machines,” which ironically contains the very hum the reader has just been told he or she can’t hear, creating conflicting feelings.

From Toni Morrison, THEIR EYES WERE WATCHING GOD:

The men noticed her firm buttocks like she had grape fruits in her hip pockets; the great rope of black hair swinging to her waist and unraveling in the wind like a plume; then her pugnacious breasts trying to bore holes in her shirt. They, the men, were saving with the mind what they lost with the eye. The women took the faded shirt and muddy overalls and laid them away for remembrance. It was a weapon against her strength and if it turned out of no significance, still it was a hope that she might fall to their level some day.

Why is it effective?

Because it doesn’t even matter what the hell the word "pugnacious" means. We’re already worked up by grape fruits and a rope of black hair. To top even that, Morrison gives us the tinge of sadness by noticing the fleetingness of such a heavenly view, “saving with the mind what they lost with the eye.”

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And, because this is my blog, after all, here’s one from my own work. This one’s from the story “Lucky Strikes” in my collection SHOW ME A HERO:

The Senator’s death was a textbook shooting. Muldaine had taken one slug in the temple and died instantly. His body slumped in the leather desk chair, and his head lay back, eyes still open, staring in vain at the office’s high ceiling. 
The intern wasn’t so lucky. His body lay in the doorway, arms and legs spread out like a stomped spider. He had taken eight rounds, three in his chest, one in his right kneecap, two in his face, and the remaining two in his right arm. The bullets that had disfigured his face had done most of the damage. One had taken his left eye and left a bleeding, empty socket in its place. The other had shattered his jaw, exposing the muscle and bone of his cheek. The three chest shots were clean—though none of them had pierced his heart. The shot to the knee had made walking away impossible. With any luck, he had passed out before he died. But judging by the pained grimace on his face, that hadn’t been the case. 
And there was the matter of the word “Atlanta” he had scrawled in his own blood on the hardwood floor.

Why is it effective?

Which body do you immediately care more about? The Senator? No. The intern. He doesn’t even have a name, making the death that much more “forgettable,” but the words won’t let the reader forget someone seemingly unimportant. The language of “stomped spider” and “exposing the muscle and bone of his cheek” and “bleeding, empty socket” have visuals that immediate create a picture in the mind, a picture most find anything but soothing. And hopefully, if I’ve my job write, you want to walk around the word “Atlanta” drawn in blood on the floor.

Take Me Home, Daddy

Feel free to post some of you favorite visceral examples below in the comments. I’d love to see them.

Until next time.

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Note: For more information about this topic, visit the roundtable article, “Pow! Right in the Viscera! -- Writing Prose with a Gut Punch.”

Thursday, February 5, 2015

Pow! Right in the Viscera! -- Writing Prose with a Gut Punch

This week let's talk about writing visceral prose, the kind of stuff that really makes a reader feel like he or she is there in the work in a truly palpable sense. 

We get the word "visceral" from the word "viscera," which means "the soft organs of the body." So visceral in the scientific sense means simply "relating to the viscera," but that also transfers over to the literary definition as well: "characterized by or proceeding from instinct rather than intellect: a visceral reaction; characterized by or dealing with coarse or base emotions; earthy; crude: a visceral literary style."

In other words, visceral writing hits readers where it counts, right in the gut, right in those soft organs and igniting and inciting a physical reaction (or at least physiological facsimile thereof).

So why does it work, and how do writers make it happen? 

Why do visceral passages resonate with readers so much more effectively than passages that deal the only intellectual understanding? Or do you disagree?

Gordon Dymowski: Visceral passages are much more primal, hitting readers in their emotional centers on a much more direct level. I've written both "clinical" (as a professional) and "emotional" writing - visceral writing tends to be more memorable because the reader can connect an emotion with a particular passage.​

Richard Lee Byers: Visceral passages generally resonate with readers when the writer is trying to elicit an emotional response, which in contemporary fiction, particularly genre fiction, is much of the time. That doesn’t mean visceral writing is always the best choice.

Humor sometimes works partly because the narrative maintains a wry, witty distance from the characters. P. G. Wodehouse did this even when writing in the first person, which is a good trick when you think about it. A detached, cerebral style also works to reflect the perspective of a detached, cold point-of-view character. And some passages, particularly ones that are mainly exposition, just don’t have content compatible with visceral writing. It would look silly if the writer kicked out the jambs in that particular paragraph.

Selah Janel: I think, in a lot of ways, it all comes down to human experience. We all have different levels of education and intellectual experience, and in a way approaching some subjects with that approach only serves to distance the reader. With visceral and emotional-focused writing, though, you bring things back to everyone’s core experiences: we all have some experience with terror, sadness, joy, unrequited love, etc. When an author really dives into what it means to feel those things, really digs in to what those experiences mean for the characters instead of just describing the experiences, themselves, then everyone has a way into that author’s work. Whether the approach is used to disgust or terrify, like in horror, or connect with a reader via human experience, it’s still very effective.

Ray Bradbury was a master at that. I still have vivid memories of being disturbed by a lot of his shorts in the October Country, because they played on such simple, human fears. Likewise, A Medicine for Melancholy and Hopscotch are two of the loveliest, romantic shorts I’ve ever read, and they’re even more impressive because the main characters in both are young women. Dandelion Wine is full of examples of really digging in and showcasing the emotions behind little life experience. It isn’t just about a boy who buys shoes and has a friend move away and gets sick – it’s about the elation of simple things, the importance of fear that runs away with you, the heartbreak of losing family, the frustration in miscommunicating with those you love. Otherwise, if it was written from an intellectual standpoint, it’d be a pretty boring book.

Iscah: They resonate in a different way. My imagine is very strong. I experience the things I read, so I prefer a degree of distance in my fiction, particularly when the situation is unpleasant. A distanced perspective also provides a broader view. The visceral approach lets you feel the knife. The intellectual approach allows you to appreciate the point of the knife. There's a place for both, but I tend to go light on the visceral when things are unpleasant and it's not important to the plot or character development. I feel it allows the reader to set their imagination to their own comfort level.

Stephanie Osborn: Visceral passages force the reader to have a physical and emotional response in a way that an intellectual grasp often will not. To say that something evoked a “visceral response” means that it created a “gut feeling” in the reader.

Let me give you a few examples from a book I co-authored with NYT-bestselling author and star of NatGeo’s Rocket City Rednecks, Dr. Travis S. Taylor. The book is called Extraction Point. It follows Dr. Ray Brady and his team of black ops, looking for a high-tech terrorist, who may be either an extraterrestrial, a time-traveler, or both.

An unconscious Ray rolled over in bed again in an attempt to find a more comfortable position but it only aggravated his stitches. The pain woke him out of his dream. He squirmed a bit and, after several minutes of being unable to get comfortable, decided to get up and take another pain pill. He squinted at the alarm clock on the nightstand and the faint red numbers told him that there were still a few hours of good sleep time left. He eased out of bed, trying not to bother his wife, but he was too groggy and stiff to be graceful; he nearly fell out of bed on his first try. He stumbled into the bathroom on legs that felt as flexible as ramrods and ached about like rats gnawing on them, and rummaged through the medicine cabinet for his meds.

This particular passage shows us what the protagonist, Ray Brady, is feeling the night after a fight with their suspect. We understand his injuries, and we sympathize; we’ve all been there with stiffness and soreness — after a hard gym workout, a tumble down stairs, a minor (or major) automobile accident. But it’s more an intellectual understanding; it doesn’t feel like a giant, cold fist reaching into our bellies and grabbing a handful of entrails. Part of the reason is that what’s going on is not serious enough to really grab a handful of the reader’s guts. He’s uncomfortable; we get that. That’s about it.

This next passage, on the other hand...

Everything had proceeded normally until they’d driven squarely into the mine field about an hour after dawn the next morning. It wasn’t supposed to happen: the new vehicles were supposed to be shielded on the bottom, but Ray watched in slow motion horror as the vehicle ahead of him blew up from below, spewing fragments of humvee and human flesh everywhere. His own driver simultaneously slammed on the brakes as a splatter of blood sprayed the windshield. Part of a hand bounced off the hood.
One single Marine flew, relatively intact, through the air, a trail of bright red blood arcing behind him, to land hard on the ground a few yards away. Miraculously, his landing didn’t trigger a secondary explosion. But he wasn’t moving, and a puddle of blood was starting to form in the dirt under him.
“ALL HALT!” Ray barked as loudly as he could into his radio. “ALL HALT!MINE FIELD! MEDIC! MAN DOWN!”
...In less than a minute he had made big progress. He’d gotten to the side of the wounded Marine, managing to grapple him up and over his shoulder, with the [land mine] detector over the other, before starting to walk in his own footsteps back to the humvee. He’d glanced up long enough to see the medic, climbing from vehicle to vehicle in their convoy— 
—And kicked a pebble. Time slowed down in his mind as he watched the pebble skitter across the road and bounce, once, twice, a third time…Time always allowed for things to happen… 
He remembered a roar like all the cannons in the history of the world firing at once, and searing pain, and then blackness.

This is an excerpt from a flashback sequence: Ray had wartime experience in Mideast engagements. He and his unit were being extracted, when their small convoy ran squarely into a mine field. We’re dumped squarely into Ray’s brain as he experiences all of it. Tell me you don’t get that sense of time slowing down, of a sickening realization of what you’ve just done, a dizzying detachment — until all hell breaks loose and the time dilation snaps back into the horrifying reality.

But visceral writing doesn’t have to be about matters grotesque. Sometimes it’s about love. And sometimes it’s just about understanding. Try this little family scene: Ray, his wife Sam, and toddler daughter Abby (who has only just begun speaking), have just returned from the book’s adventures, and are trying to deal with the aftereffects. We start with Sam telling Ray a secret.

“Daddy showed me your files before we came in to recruit you. I felt so bad that your handsome face had had to be reconstructed. But they did a really good job. And it doesn’t matter either way, Ray. I love YOU,” she said, putting her free hand over his heart, “the guy in here, and I think I’d have loved you even if they hadn’t been able to put your face back together at all.” 
“I love you, too, hot stuff,” Ray murmured, sucking in a deep breath as he relaxed. All I could want, all I could ever ask for, and more. He put his arm around his wife’s shoulders and squeezed lightly, then released her. 
“Da,” Abby said again, looking up at Ray, recognizing his voice. “Da?”
“Yes, honey,” Sam told the girl. “That’s Daddy. I know he looks a little diff— um, I know he looks kinda funny, but it’s Daddy. Do you want to go to him?”
 
Ray held out his hands, tentative, prepared for rejection. But Abby went to him without hesitation. She buried her little face in his chest, wallowing around for several minutes, breathing deep and recognizing his scent; then she looked up at him and smiled. 
“Da,” she declared, certain. A tiny fingertip ran along a berry vein on his cheek, and she laughed, then clapped her hands. “Da! Da da!” And she giggled. 
“That’s right, princess, Dada,” Ray beamed, feeling like his chest would burst.

If that doesn’t give you a gut-level response, you might wanna check your guts.

Robby Hilliard: It just so happens that when I went back to school to finish my degree, one of the courses I took was a psychology survey course. One of the things we looked at had to do with various aspects of brain functioning and I came across a study dealing with mirror neurons. It turns out that when reading, if the reader is actually visualizing an action, sensory input, or feeling (especially if these are things that the reader could conceivably do or experience themselves), the same mirror neurons fire in the brain that fire when the person is actually doing said thing. This would suggest that there is a real, physical reaction in the readers brain when writers use visceral descriptors. So if for no other reason, the fact that visceral descriptors fire up a reader’s brain should be enough! The fact that it can do things like get the reader to become immersed in the story world is also an excellent reason.

Robert Krog: Different readers react differently, of course. What seems visceral to one, may seem merely crude to another. What strikes one as visceral, may strike another as only gory. There should of course, be distinctions among all of those. On the other side, what strikes one reader as intellectual, may seem to another as only stuffy and boring. And some find attempts at visceral writing to be boring, on an intellectual basis. And, strangely enough, some have a visceral response to the intellectual. I find that, as a reader, the more knowledge I have, the more thoughtful I am, the more likely I am to respond well to both, so long as both are well done.

Rose Streif: Visceral passages can draw the reader in to point where they are virtually experiencing the story themselves: seeing, feeling, hearing, even tasting.  Where one may disagree is with technical writing or even with certain types of hard science fiction, where technical qualities traditionally outweigh the emotional.

What do you believe contributed to the shift from passive, removed, intellectual descriptors in early novels (particularly British and American) to more visceral, in-the-middle-of-it-all descriptors used in contemporary stories?

Gordon Dymowski: ​I'll put the blame on Ernest Hemingway and Dashiell Hammett. They were both responsible for paring written language of its more flowery flourishes, keeping their writing direct. I think that social changes in both countries around World War One had a huge effect on prose, since people were so overwhelmed with the particularly (at that time) nasty nature of that war. It's much easier to relate to things "in the middle of it all" than it is to ornate, elaborate writing.​

Richard Lee Byers: The purpose of visceral writing is to evoke strong emotion in the reader, and since that’s exactly what many fiction writers are trying to achieve, it was natural for the technique to become increasingly prevalent over time.

Selah Janel: My timeline isn’t the greatest, but I think Gothic literature in Europe and pulp fiction in the States at least contributed to the trend. Both played on pushing buttons, on the gruesome, adventurous, and romantic, and came at times when people were either supposed to be very buttoned up, or were going through economic hardship. I think it was only a matter of time before those styles matured and became not just about escapist fiction, but using a toned down version of those styles to catch reader interest with other stories.

Iscah: Television is the main factor. Part of the reason old novels were so descriptive was that the reader may well have no visual concept of the Sahara or a whale unless they had been there or seen one in person. So the descriptions to capture color, sight, and sound gave the readers a unique experience. These days film, full color magazine, and mainly television have allowed the average person to develop a ready mental picture of things far outside their geographic or personal experience. Action based stories with minimal time spent on settings are nothing new, that describes most folklore, but the 18th and 19th century saw huge explosions in travel technology. However it was a minority of the population who could actually afford to travel. Improved interested in public education raised literacy levels, so you had a larger audience of readers with limited travel funds. Thus the writer traveled for their audience.

Stephanie Osborn: I think part of the change from a more isolated, intellectual style to visceral has to do with history, and the overall social milieu; and part of it has to do with the changing news media of the day.

The modern novel as we best recognize it dates from the Victorian era for the most part, and that was in general a very reserved time, with very formal interactions defined. And if you exceeded or otherwise violated those definitions, woe betide! But by WWI, things were changing drastically. WWI was the first “modern” war, and it was in-your-face and VERY visceral — and there were few who were not personally touched by it. This, coupled with the Spanish Flu pandemic which swept the world near the end of the war, resulted in massive societal changes. We dumped right into the Roaring '20s from there, and kept going.

In 1920, radio broadcasting became the new medium, immediate and gripping, which lent a wholly different feel to news reporting (which began airing in 1920 pretty much everywhere) and storytelling (first aired in 1920 in Argentina, ~1921 in the USA, 1922 in the UK). Witness the reaction of listeners to Orson Welles and his Mercury Theatre On The Air, when in October 1938 they dramatized H.G. Wells’ War of the Worlds. This was, in turn, closely styled on the live radio news broadcast from the Hindenburg disaster a year and a half prior. (“Oh, the humanity!”)

News reporting went, almost overnight, from the relative detachment of the newspaper, where at best it would be hours before the public got the news, to the on-the-scene, happening-right-now, don’t-know-what’s-going-to-happen-next of live radio broadcasts, where the audience could hear the emotion of the reporter in his voice. Only a few decades later, and arising out of the same networks the radios had created, came an even more visceral, immediate medium — television.

All these societal changes resulted in a change in outlook — personal and worldwide — and perforce a change in writers’ styles. People had experienced that visceral response in real life, and wanted more realism, more gut-level writing, in their books.

The world just...changed. And writing had to change with it.

Robert Krog: As in music and the other arts, there comes a point when a new generation looks at the depth and breadth of the previous generation's work and responds to that depth and breadth, that mastery, with awe or indifference or even disdain. The new artist looks at it and says to himself, I can never do more than copy that. I cannot equal it, much less surpass it, so I have to either give up and not be an artist or I must fo in another direction. He might also say, so what, I've seen it all before, and I want something different. And thus we have innovation. There is another way, of course, that occurs more rarely. Some innovative member of the new generation looks at the work of the previous ones and is inspired to do new work in the same canon. What no one else though was possible is sometimes achieved in this fashion, The old masters are surpassed at their own game.

In the case of the passive, removed, intellectual descriptors of which you ask, there is, of course, a cultural aspect as well. The writers of those times and places came from a more staid society. A few generations down the road, society had become less staid.

Rose Streif:  The Enlightenment and Victorian eras valued intellect and judgement over emotion (the Romantic style will differ and seem more modern,) and therefore the stories and novels reflected this tendency.  But the Pendulum swings, and readers largely grew tired of the dry prose, preferring a more engrossing style as time progressed.

How do you as a writer focus on creating visceral prose to grab your readers' attention?

Gordon Dymowski: One thing I try to do - and yes, it's the writer's cliche - is to show not tell. Describing a person's body language in response to tension says much more than looking up synonyms for tense in a thesaurus. A person's eyes darting about as they bite their lower lip says more about their fear than them screaming "I'm afraid!". It's about making sure the reader feels the emotion along with reading how it's described.

I also focus on how I would react physically to a situation. Sometimes, it even means placing myself in such danger (at least, in my imagination) and noting how my body's reacting. I have a background in psychology, so I also note others' body language, voice inflections, etc. in similar situations. The more I can describe a physical reaction - and the less I need to say "This character feels that" - the greater the emotional payoff.

Richard Lee Byers: My approach: Use concrete, specific language. Focus on what the viewpoint character is perceiving and involve as many senses as possible, not just sight and hearing. Link emotions to events in the body as opposed to just stating that they’re happening in the mind. For example, the voice of a frightened character can become shrill, and the eyes of a sad one can tear up. Be leery of qualifying adjectives. It’s likely to be more effective to say that a character is angry than to say he’s somewhat angry even when the latter more precisely reflects what you see in your imagination.

Selah Janel: Technically, I try to put more effort into descriptions and I play with pacing more. In longer work, I tend to choose scenes where I have wiggle room to flesh things out and dive into the emotional context and scatter those throughout. I also am always very aware of what my characters are going through, and make it a point to try to have an internal dialogue about what I’ve gone through in my life that might line up with what the characters are going through. It’s almost like a literary riff off the actor’s sense memory trick. I do my best to really focus on those feelings and figure out how to transpose that to the situation I’m writing. Then, it’s just a matter of amplifying certain details and twisting things to fit the character. Likewise, I’ve tried to become much more present and really experience my life, and be aware of how certain things are playing on my emotions and how I react to them.

Iscah: I'm on the more intellectual than visceral end of the spectrum by choice, but when I want to create a visceral moment, I'll focus on small sensory details both internal and external. "He punched him in the jaw." becomes "The crunch of fist on jaw was followed by the satisfying pain of hairline fractures, internal repercussions of pulsing anger unleashed." Particularly as we become more surface oriented in our social interactions, what lies below the surface has become the inaccessible place where we want to travel vicariously.

Stephanie Osborn: I sit down and look at what bothers me, what upsets me, what evokes fear in me. This does not have to be something horrific. It can be a phobia, or a heart-wrenching experience from my own past, or a death in the family — anything like this. Anything that evokes strong emotion. The emotion is key.

I actually learned how to do this reasonably well before I started writing professionally. I used to play around in what’s now known as “fanfic,” creating my own characters to populate a world created by someone else, and getting responses from my fellow fans. (It actually allowed me to play around with certain aspects of style, making it easier in that I didn’t have to build a complete world first.) Mind, I had no intention of publishing any of it. I was simply enjoying...I dunno, think of it as an extension of roleplaying games like D&D. That’s actually how some of it played out, as a roleplaying game. But it also gave me a clue as to what writing was all about.

In one shared fanfic universe, I put one of my characters, much-beloved by the other fans, through hell, almost literally. I opened up one of my own phobias — I’m pyrophobic, due to some traumatic events in my very early childhood — and had the character get caught in a forest fire. The story was not a horror story, and was not handled that way at all, but I let the reader see my character through the eyes of her love interest as he fished her damaged body from the heart of the fire. We saw what he saw, smelled what he smelled, felt what he felt, lived his emotions, his distress, horror, grief, and remorse. And felt his shock and desperation when he realized, as badly damaged as she was, she was still alive — but might not be for long, unless he hauled ass.

I got plenty of feedback on how strongly the other fans responded, ranging from screaming at the computer, to bursting into tears, to running out of the room. The word “traumatized” was bruited about a bit. And after that, they were locked into the story. That was the first time I realized what...power is not the right word, but is the closest I can come...what power I could wield, as a writer, over my readers.

And I took what I learned then, and have tried to improve on it since, as a professional writer.

Robert Krog: I don't ever stop to design a scene so that it is visceral and grabs the readers attention. I tell stories, and some scenes simply are visceral and require language that is immediate, action oriented and full of such descriptors, while others aren't.

And that which some find to be visceral, others do not.

Here's a bit from my story "Tell Me Your Dreams" that immediately grabs some readers in a visceral way and doesn't others.

Jeannie was still shaking a bit from the stun gun when the captain used his good arm to pull her to her feet and give her a push down the corridor. She felt drool on her chin and, trying to compose herself, she attempted to wipe it off on her shoulder, the soft fabric of her jacket working adequately as a handkerchief. The captain made a “Tut, tut,” sound as he had before and then stated again, whispering, “Such a pity.”

It's not overly so, but has some visceral, grabbing elements. So much of it is a matter of what readers respond to. The shaking, the drool, the push, the soft fabric against the chin, and the presence of the stun gun evoke an obvious danger, right off the bat really grab some readers. The passage is the beginning of the story, and it usually makes the reader wonder how poor Jeannie ended up in that particular, undignified, slightly traumatized situation.

Rose Streif: Language is key, but mostly, treat the characters as people rather than puppets or tools. Empathy on the part of the author is necessary, but they are not "your babies." Bad things should happen if you want things to be interesting.  They should screw up.  They should face disappointment or terrible odds, even if they succeed in the end.  And they should feel every minute of it.

What can beginning writers do to build up their ability to write more viscerally?

Gordon Dymowski: Become "people watchers" - literally. Spend time socializing with other people, but also observe how they react physically. When talking with friends, listen very carefully for words, pauses, etc. When it comes time to write a character's reactions, reactions, focus more on overt behaviors and shadings of emotion than on plain descriptions. As the writer, you're describing a particular situation to a particular character - do everything you can to make the reader feel the same as that particular character.

Richard Lee Byers: I pretty much covered this in my previous response. In addition to those tips, I recommend avoiding omniscient point of view, which can put distance between the characters and the narrative. Instead, filter everything through the point of view of a single character and convey his reactions as the scene unfolds.

Selah Janel: Live, live, live. Get out there and live your life. Journal, and just go nuts on the descriptors. Put yourself in all sorts of situations and keep those memories close to you. When writing a manuscript, really just go to town on scenes where you want to connect with readers or where you want a punch if it’s horror or  a thriller—you can always pull back if it becomes too over-the-top. Give yourself permission to really feel those scenes, and just go for it. Write practice vignettes if you’re uncomfortable delving into more emotional writing. You can always toss them or file them away for future use. The point is, reading that type of literature is important, but you have to find your own way in, your own visceral style, your own comfort zone.

Iscah: Pay attention to way in which we experience the world, not only with our five senses but in terms of pain and heat and how our bodies physically react to experiences. However, I find visceral description to be used too often as cheat for lack of story substance. So I think it more important to understand the visceral images should enhance a story, not replace it. They are not a story unto themselves. Fight club is incredibly visceral, but without a very intellectual frame work of story, it would just be another boxing match.

Stephanie Osborn: I think the real trick, at least for me, is to look within myself, and figure out what it is that moves me the strongest. Often, they’re things that I can’t even talk about, or tend to choke up when discussing. And then I use those things, I find some way to work them into the story. And I use my own feelings and emotions, my own gut reactions, my personal visceral responses, to drive the scene. I’ve long said that every detailed character I write has some aspect, some facet of my personality, buried somewhere inside. I look at where I can relate to that character, and then build on that relating. And sometimes that relating comes in the form of this visceral response.

It’s a scary concept, laying out your guts on the page. I know. But if you truly want to hook your reader, get him or her addicted to your writing, it’s the best thing you could do.

Robby Hilliard: The old adage, ‘show, don’t tell’ comes to mind. Whenever a writer can “show” the reader how a surface feels against the finger tips (the grit rolling under the skin and the sharp protrusions snagging against the fingerprint ridges) instead of simply saying, “he touched the brick,” the writer is showing instead of telling. But more importantly, the reader will automatically visualize or imagine what it feels like to be doing that very same action. Again, firing up the brain!

Robert Krog: For many, using shorter, descriptive words works, but mainly it's describing how things feel to the character in a particular moment of danger or passion. Some poetic devices seem to work pretty well, if they're not overdone. Alliteration can help, for instance, though rhyme usually throws people out of the moment. It mainly seems to be a matter of focus or subject matter. If the writer describes well situations that are physical and immediate, the reader should respond appropriately.

It helps to show rather than to tell. One can say that a character is scared, or one can say that when the gun was put in his face, he nearly wet himself, and he broke out in a salty sweat, heart pounding, pulse throbbing in his temple. It helps, of course, if the reader has already come to like that character, and isn't hoping that he gets shot in the face, though that too, can be very visceral, if the reader thinks he's got it coming to him.

Rose Streif: Life experience helps.  But where that fails, use your imagination.