I heard Kevin Rose give a speech to a crowd of young entrepreneurs about developing a successful website. The nuggets of wisdom Kevin tossed out included a story about this really cool guy on his development team who would say, whenever they were discussing a plan that excited them: “Okay. What can we take out?”
I like this question.
It’s also a key question for stylists. I love good clothes, I admire people with style, and a cardinal rule about maintaining a wardrobe is editing, editing, editing. You have to know what to throw out.
You have to streamline.
Personal style is not about the clothes so much as knowing who you are — the story of yourself — and how to tell that story to the world, everyday, through fashion.
And as any storyteller knows, revision is important.
There’s something comforting about clutter. Maybe because it taps into that instinctive, survival sense we have to guard against potential famine. It creates a sense of plenty.
And yet: too much choice can paralyze. Put two different kinds of jam on a grocery shelf, and customers will buy one. Put twelve different kinds of jam on a shelf, and fewer customers will buy jam at all. Why is this?
Maybe because the customer is required to choose, and choice involves evaluation and commitment and the possibility of mistake.
Which is a lot to ask when you’re cruising Whole Foods and feeling rushed to get on with your day.
And this is just for jam.
And maybe there’s something else. When I was at the World Fantasy Convention last weekend, I sat in on a panel involving the portrayal of sorcery and sorcerers in fantasy literature. The challenge of portraying a sorcerer as protagonist, the panel agreed — rather than as a mentor character, like Merlin or Obi-Wan Kenobi — is giving that character enough limitations to make the story interesting.
Because “when everything is possible, nothing is interesting.”
Borders, limitations: these things define us, and define our course of action.
Fear paralyzes — but only when we don’t know what to do. Give us a threat, but also a definite course of action with which to combat it, and we swing into action.
I’m often struck by how writers confuse form and formula. Or how writers can take a form and turn it into formula (the Hero’s Journey comes to mind). To me, there’s a distinct difference between the two, although it’s difficult to put it into words: like art that I like, I just know it when I see it.
Maybe it’s this: form is a simplicity of line and structure.
Form offers a set of limitations that encourages innovation and releases creativity. Everything from master haikus, which are limited to an entirety of 17 syllables, to films like The Terminator or Star Wars, where the writer/directors needed to create a convincing science-fiction story while working around the problems of budget and limited special effects.
(Contrast the power of a movie like Star Wars to one of its recent sequels, when Lucas had the world at his disposal.)
Form is about, well, form. Structure.
Formula is a contrived and convoluted set of rules.
Form ‘feels’ beautiful; formula does not. Formula suppresses creativity and kills off originality and individual expression.
If form is about structure, formula is about content. Formula is what happens when you don’t understand the meaning of that structure and try to break it down into easy bite-size pieces, a set of instructions you can package and sell.
I’m as guilty of clutter as anybody. I have two stories out in two different anthologies and one story “works” much better than the other. I don’t need anybody to tell me this, I can feel it in my gut.
I can feel the shape, the simplicity, of the story that is good.
And now I’m trying to write a novel — called The Decadents — and I’m a bit blocked. The writing stalls.
I have all this material to work with: all these different characters and ideas and plots and subplots.
I’m a bit paralyzed.
But it’s a little bit frightening to strip things away. To stand in silence and stillness and confront the essentials of things.
The story of who we are.
The story — the real story — that we need to tell.
But art — any kind of art, whether it’s a novel or a movie or a painting or a really cool website — is risk. We open one door by slamming shut a dozen others.
So if you’re feeling a bit blocked today, ask yourself this: Have you given yourself enough limitations?
Whether it’s time — I will write for twenty minutes starting now, GO! — or materials — I will only use shades of blue, GO! — or subject matter — I will write a play about four people locked in a room, four actors, one set, that’s it, GO!
And if you’re not feeling particularly inspired today, it might help if I keep asking you this:
What can you take out?