In 1988 Jeffrey Archer wrote a story called "Just
Good Friends".
It tells of a narrator who wakes up, stretches and
looks forward to breakfast. It bores in this manner for eight whole
pages.
But in the final line, guess what?
The narrator reveals she is a cat. What a clever
twist.
So far, so cliched.
The fun part is that four years earlier Jeffrey had
judged a short story competition. He raved about the originality of the
winning story by Kathleen Burnett. In this story, the narrator wakes up,
stretches and looks forward to breakfast. And the twist in the final line
is…
Jeffrey’s great crime is not the fact that he
plagiarised – no, perhaps I better write “allowed himself to be inspired
by” – a story from a competition he himself judged.
His crime is to have chosen such a hackneyed plot as
the winner in the first place.
"My Life as a Cat" has become the catch-phrase
for predictable stories that have been written thousands of times. They
don’t have to end with the twist that the narrator is a cat. Some people
have spurred their imagination to such great heights that the twist is
that the narrator is a dog. Or even a bird.
My Stolen Legacy
I am a former teacher of the
London School of Journalism’s short story course. Over the past
four
years I’ve read and commented on over 1,000 short stories.
Not one of them has been a "My Life as a Cat".
I feel cheated. I am owed "My
Life as a Cat" stories. It is part of my birthright. I am bereft
without them. What is the point of a famously-cliched plot if no-one
writes them any more?
I blame all the bad
publicity. Every writer now knows to avoid "My Life as a Cat".
Through ill-renown this noble form has perished and our nation’s
Literature has become like a stricken oak, its kernel rotted and crumbled
to dust, its strength impoverished when set beside the grandeur of
yesteryear.
Yet hope, that ever-present maiden, doth give us
respite from our loss, for new cliches blossom, even as spring’s kindly
warmth calls forth green buds to bedeck our barren winter branches. To
replace "My Life as a Cat" we now have…
Spouse Murder
What is the correct response when you discover your
spouse’s adultery?
Debrett’s rules of etiquette need to be updated.
Apparently the modern way of dealing with an affair is to go directly to
murder.
Poison is considered by many to be the most
acceptable method, deadly poisons being readily available. Kitchen knives
are effective, very little blood being spilt during the attack. Staging a
car crash is also surprisingly easy.
I’m an expert on spouse murders. Need advice? Come
to me. I know of at least a hundred spouse murders from the 750 stories
I’ve read, and only one of these murderers got caught.
But if you are planning to murder your spouse, watch
out.
There is always a twist.
Mostly you will discover, as you watch your husband
writhing in agony from his fatal dose of strychnine, that – prepare
yourself for a shock – he wasn’t having an affair after all! No,
he was merely planning a surprise party for your birthday.
Never plan surprise parties. The odds of survival
aren’t good. Because of the secret phone calls your spouse will assume
you are having an affair. The kitchen knives will be sharpened. Your
last act will be to stagger forward, a Wusthof twelve centimetre paring
knife in your back, and you will throw open the living room door to enable
the assembled guests to shout "Surprise!" as you fall face down on the
Axminster.
Another twist to be wary of, spouse murderers, is the
sneaky double-murder.
You know your wife is having an affair. You plan the
perfect murder. You execute it with supreme proficiency and gaze down
upon her rightfully-slain corpse. To celebrate you grab a glass of wine
from the sideboard and drain it with a flourish. A sudden pain grips your
stomach. Your vision blurs and a coldness sweeps over you. Too late you
realise – your wife was also into a bit of spouse murdering and she
poisoned the wine.
This happens a lot.
But always to wine drinkers. If you skip the wine
and celebrate with a pint I think you’ll be alright.
Don’t bore your readers before you’ve even written the first word
Finally I reach the whole point of this article. I
thought I might eventually.
Write something a bit different. Stay away from the
usual themes and plots and places and characters. Make your story stand
out.
Remember: there are some things that have been done
many, many times before.
Competition judges and magazine editors despair at
the hackneyed stories they are forced to read. They yearn for something
different. To win, your story doesn’t need to be the best – it needs to
be a haven’t-read-that-before.
It’s not just spouse murder that is overdone.
I’ve read a lot of "genuine" stories about affairs or
marriage problems, dealing with the issues in a realistic way. Some have
been heart-breakingly sad, others have given great insight into why
relationships break up. The quality of a few of these stories has been
breathtaking.
But there have been a lot of stories on this theme.
Even the best will be handicapped when it comes to submissions. The judge
or editor will have seen similar stories, probably that same day.
John Ravenscroft has a revealing entry in his
diary. Judging
the Cadenza short story competition he says:
“One of the things I've learned is never, ever to
write another story about a couple (especially a middle-class couple)
having marriage problems. I swear 70% of the stories I've just read were
about this… After 30 'Unhappy Couple' stories in a row – a judge LONGS
for something else.”
Plots to Avoid
What are the other plots that readers have seen time
again? From the 1,000 stories I’ve read, I would be wary of:
spouse murder
relationship problems (especially of the betrayed
wife variety)
predictable love stories where the ending is
guaranteed
childhood reminiscences of the rambling kind
ghost stories, no matter how clever the twist
single-joke stories, the sort that claim to be
humorous but never raise a laugh until the final line, which brings a
smile (mostly of relief)
funeral reminiscences
I’ve read some terrific stories that fit into these
categories. Great writers can create wonderful stories, even though the
plots are somewhat commonplace.
However, it is inevitable that a story with a
commonplace plot will be held back. It competes with similar stories to
win a competition judge’s heart. It arrives at an editor’s desk hidden
within a flock of its brethren.
Why not decide to write something special instead?
Getting boredom down to a T
It’s not just familiar plots that can bore readers.
Tea is a real problem.
A scientific analysis has proved 99.84% of short
stories by English writers contain tea drinking.
My only explanation for this tragic fact is that
writers sit at their computer. Their stories dry up. They stare
mournfully at the screen. They console themselves by getting up and
making themselves a nice cup of tea.
When they come back to their desks what do they write
about? They describe their characters getting up and making themselves a
nice cup of tea…
No more tea. Or coffee. I’m begging you.
Cut the Cat
It is well known that there are more sheep in New
Zealand than people.
But did you know there are more fictional cats than
real cats?
Short stories are littered with cats. A really
boring story can manage to squeeze in a least a dozen cats. And describe
their various health problems.
This might be a compensation mechanism, the
instinctive desire to write "My Life as a Cat" stories being
rechanneled into creating fictional cats.
Or it might be the same mechanism as tea. Our
gallant author struggles with a story, laid low by writer’s block, until
in strolls Fluffy to save the day with a purr. Fluffy’s arthritis fills
half a page and the story is rolling once more.
I cry from boredom when I read yet another story
featuring a cat. I cry.
Is all the World a Cafe?
There are one or two places along a typical High
Street that haven’t become a Starbucks yet.
So why do the majority of short stories use a cafe as
a setting?
It is hard to write a good cafe scene. How can
ordering a cappuccino be made interesting? How can dialogue with a waiter
keep a reader’s attention? How can a description of the chairs and tables
be made noteworthy?
There is an infinite number of great locations on
Planet Earth. There is only one boring one. So why does everyone keep
writing about cafes?
Perhaps it’s like climbing Everest. Writers are
lured by the challenge. They want to be the first person in history to
write a cafe scene that isn’t utterly and unreservedly boring.
None have succeeded in the three or four hundred
attempts that I’ve seen.
I’m not joking about the numbers. Yes, really, the
majority of the 750 stories I’ve read contain a cafe scene.
I’ve never once been inside a real Starbucks. But I
know the detail of their interiors better than I know my own home.
What’s in a Name?
25% of women in fiction are called Sarah.
It’s a nice name. It’s fairly common in reality.
But not that common.
There isn’t one overall leader for men’s names in
fiction. But if you want to bore with a commonplace name then choose
John, James or Mike.
And a Good Job Too
Here's a tip if you want to write routine stories.
Remember that fiction seems drawn to certain occupations.
In reality, the bank manager is near extinction,
confined to a handful of breeding pairs in a nature reserve.
In fiction they are thriving. A character can be
described as a bank manager and nothing more needs to be said. A decent
crop of bank managers can be culled from any pile of short stories.
A lot of female characters still find work in the
typing pool. It’s from before my time – can anyone fill me in on what a
typing pool actually did? Was it as glamorous as it sounds? Was necking,
petting, running, bombing and splashing prohibited? Or did people just
type?
Can you create a unique occupation for your lead
character?
Something that has never been seen before?
It might be enough to make your story stand out from
the commonplace crowd.
Two for the Price of One
Returning to Jeffrey Archer and his plagiarised "My
Life as a Cat" story, there is a certain something that makes Jeffrey
stand out as the greatest genius of our, or indeed any, time.
In 1986 an author called J. K. Randle published an
anthology of stories and anecdotes.
He naively sent Jeffrey Archer a copy, hoping Archer
might help promote it.
One of Randle’s stories tells of a Nigerian finance
minister who threatens the manager of a Swiss bank with a gun, demanding
to know the names of the bank’s Nigerian customers. Only when the manager
maintains secrecy does the finance minister open an account of his own.
Jeffrey’s "My Life as a Cat" story was
included in his 1988 collection "A Twist in the Tale".
In this collection you will also find a story called
"Clean Sweep Ignatius".
Much to the surprise of J. K. Randle, this story
tells of a Nigerian finance minister who threatens the manager of a Swiss
bank with a gun, demanding to know the names of the bank’s Nigerian
customers. Only when the manager maintains secrecy does the finance
minister open an account of his own…
Stealing the plot of one story is an act of admirable
bravado.
Stealing the plot of two stories needs the sort of
brilliance that we are blessed with only once in a generation.
Jeffrey Archer, we humble mortals who have to invent
our own ideas salute you.
We bow before your infinite talent and acknowledge
your literary genius.
And we pray that you do not happen to stumble upon
our stories, particularly the ones included on this website.
Any questions? Lost and
confused? Feel free to email me at
gn@gregorynorris.com.
All original material on this website is by Gregory Norris. The
website was last updated on
28/01/2007.