online fiction – (en)

There are many ways of posting fictional stories on the Internet, but the most fun, in my opinion, is when the author is hiding behind the scenes, when his name does not appear, when the writer is a ghost.
It is —simply— as a live show. It is while it is happening, and as long a compact human bunch is paying attention to it. Otherwise it’s a fetus or already dead.
In online fiction, suspension of reality actually improves markedly if what is told is likely to occur. No matter how likely, but possible. Therefore, it is never advisable to put ahead the label of literature, or the name of the author, nor the fiction flag, or explain that we are facing a literary creation, because it scares much the viewers. They just want fun without pedagogy. The less they can see the puppet threads (at leats at first), much the better. Later, when the reader is already habituated and he doesn’t care anymore —when we got him transported—, we can safely remove some veils. And generate interaction, the one that resembles really, is almost as important as storytelling. Writing fiction is not about making online copy-paste-or-reblog stories or novels and publish them on a blog. Many choose to do so and believe they are Internet writers, but what they do is radio on the TV.
Online fiction is something else, even more challenging than writing: it comes to use new resources to shoot a story through codes that have not been used yet. The relationship between the character and his readers must be alive, present, and be attractive and fast. In that scenario, the name of an author, the presence of a signature, it’s just an obstacle in the suspension of reality.
In recent years, I have disguised as a engineer in Brazil, a New York junkie, an African seer and mentally ill Spanish. These posts have already concluded, but they remain on the Web. Not my name. It’s needless. I only cite four of my examples, but pulling the ball of the creativity thousands will appear like ants on red soil. Traditional writers are still reluctant to the format, possibly because, in general, those that live of storytelling are not engaged in design or programming (and writing online fiction is not the same as writing books).
But not for a long time. Narrators have started timidly to discover a system which potential is in its infancy. Sooner or later others will come in, and they will because the limits are infinite, because readers are hungry for new forms of fiction, and especially because the feed back becomes an inexhaustible source of learning. For the eyes of the beholder of the show, yes, but also for the hand that goes into the oldest man’s hobby, telling stories around the campfire. In the spooky darkness. No faces, no names, no egos.
To finish, you may be a precious snowflake, but if you can’t express your individuality in sterling prose, I don’t want to read about it. Treat writing like your lifeblood instead of your uncertain livelihood. And for Christ’s sake, write something we might want to read!
Online fiction – Dugutigui 

About Dugutigui

In the “Diula” language in Mali, the term « dugutigui » (chief of the village), literally translated, means: «owner of the village»; «dugu» means village and «tigui», owner. Probably the term is the result of the contraction of «dugu kuntigui» (literally: chief of the village).
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6 Responses to online fiction – (en)

  1. marymcavoy says:

    And I have to ask, re “sterling prose” – as in “Richard Sterling” in your case?!!!

    • Dugutigui says:

      Sterling’s prose is frequently sterling, but he is only one among a handful of authors that enthrall me. The post is about my personal approach to an online fact —I do my best to read as much other people’s posts I’m able to, but unfortunately, the clock is ticking, the hours are going by, and never have enough time to do all the nothing I want. And while I understand writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia, I consider vain to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live. Write the kind of story you would like to read, write it well, and you will have my attention. Take your time and bleed every single post, fill it with the breathings of your heart, don’t waste my precious time. The motion of drawing back a bow and sending an arrow straight into a target takes only a split second, but it is a skill many years in the making. I know nowadays practically everybody has half a mind to write —and does. Everybody does have a post in them, but in most cases that’s where it should stay. 🙂
      Thanks for the comment!

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