Craft Talk: On Purple Prose

November 29, 2010

By Marie-Claude Bourque

My writing partners and I (here at Musetracks) have lots of fun discussions on love scenes. And because we have a guy with us, it gets quite interesting. The ladies in the group, Candi, Jenn and I write pretty hot scenes, although it’s mostly Candi who writes the real erotic romance stuff (and quite well I dare say).

Regardless, we always try to find ways of describing intimate body parts that fit in the mainstream genre and don’t get too silly, read: purple prose. I once used the words “his hardness” in a story and was told by our male Musetracker John  that it sounded like a royal address. Okay, that was funny. So now I stay clear from “hardness”. I tend to use the word “erection” or just plain he and her, himself, herself, (as in “he was inside her”) hence avoiding the whole issue entirely since I haven’t made the jump to “c-words” yet. Yes, I know I am not very brave.

It is quite funny to Google “purple prose” which Wikipedia defines as:

a term of literary criticism used to describe passages, or sometimes entire literary works, written in prose so overly extravagant, ornate, or flowery as to break the flow and draw attention to itself. Purple prose is sensually evocative beyond the requirements of its context.

(as romance writers/readers we don’t need that definition, do we? We recognize purple prose easily)

Online, you’ll find a call to get creative with it by entering the Purple prose parody contest at the All About Romance blog. You can learn all about it and how to avoid it at the well known article The Purple Prose Eater by Deb Stover .

Some argue that some passages of Twilight read almost as purple prose. Sparkling vampires anyone? For a writer of dark paranormal writer like I am, the sparkling vampire is just well… a little too purple.

The funniest purple prose expression I ever heard is “purple-helmeted soldier of love”. I never knew people wrote like that. When I was reading those romance novels from the “purple prose” era, they were all translated in French and somehow the flowery language had been pared down in the process.

What do you think when I list:

bayonet, behemoth, broad sword, cannon, cutlass, cyclops, firearm, fullness, grandness, harpoon, hotness, hugeness, jutting manhood, lance of love, love muscle, love stick, magnificence, maleness, manfulness, manhead, manhood, massiveness, mightiness, needfulness, pillar of steel, pistol,  potency, power drill, power tool, pride of the morning, proud evidence of his desire, pulsing hardness, rigidness, saber, searing loins, spear of love, swollenness, symbol of manhood, thickness, throbbing thrill hammer, totem pole, tumescence, timidity, turgescence, turgidness, urgency, wand, weapon, vastness, Yule log(!). (reference: Taylor Manning)

So many euphemisms to describe that hero! Have you ever written those? Read them somewhere?

(originally posted by M-C at The Romance Roundtable blog)


Hump Day Kick Start – Thanksgiving Edition

November 24, 2010

Song of the Day: Blaze of Glory by Bon Jovi

Defender of the Kitchen. And when she burns the turkey . . .

Send in the Firemen!

Take your pick. Today’s prompt can be the vicious kitchen warrior,the ripped firemen, or both.

Is she a Mad Max-like house wife? A Xena Warrior Princess-like slave? What’s she got cooking on the stove?

Did the firemen hotties just wrap up a calendar shoot?  Are they cooling down after saving a beautiful woman from her burning home (in the warehouse district, of course). Maybe  they are about to hit the showers after a long day of saving kitties in trees.

You tell me.

Have a Happy Thanksgiving!


Hump Day Kick Start

November 17, 2010

Song of the Day: Quicksand by Lit

So as not to disappoint some of you, and you know who you are, here is my hump day hunky prompt.

We have a dirty boy, today. tee hee

Who is he? Where is he? Why is he dirty? What has happened to him?  More importantly, is he naked? LOL!

This hunk could be the hero (or bad boy) of any genre of story. Paranormal, Romantic suspense, Historical, let your imagination soar.

Just look at the way he’s gazing at you.  :-)

Let me hear from you.


NANO: A discovery

November 10, 2010

Song of the day: Comedown by Bush

Here we are 10 days into NANOWRIMO. Ten days of chugging along spouting brilliant words of lyrical, breathtaking, action packed scenes and snappy dialogue. Right? Right?

By now all of us Nano-ers should be about 30% through with our NANO masterpieces. Myself, I’m running a smidgen over 25%. Sounds good, but keep in mind my goal is not 50,000 words.

Let’s be realistic. I have a 14 month old baby. The only time I can get cranking and write is when she is napping. And I don’t crank. I more or less, turn a handle one rotation and stare out the window wishing for some brilliant flash of genius to tell me what happens next in the story. Yep.  Bona fide pantster, here.

But I’m making the most out of my measly time. I found out something amazing in my quest for making the daily word quota. While my little one is strapped in her car seat and I’m sitting in the truck waiting for my older daughter to be released from school, I write. I write MORE than I do in my study during naptime. Since becoming a writer, I have always used this time in the carpool lane to my advantage, but usually I’m editing, judging contests, or writing for this blog.

So, why this sudden volcanic rush of words? Is it the drive to catch up from another pitiful naptime creativity dribble? Is it the change of scenery? Is it simply a sprint? Is it my anal-retentive brain working with blinders on? Probably a little of all of the above.

It got me to thinking. Maybe now that the weather is turning milder, I could load up the kiddo for naptime and drive to the park, sit in the lot, sip my energy drink, and crank, crank, crank.

Do you have a favorite place that you seem to be able to be more productive than normal? Let me hear from you.

Would it be wrong to apply today’s blog to my daily word count?


NANO: And So It Has Begun

November 3, 2010

Song of the day: Semi-Charmed Life by Third Eye Blind

I would say I was eyeball deep in NANOWRIMO at the moment, but that is only partially true.

NANOWRIMO is the affectionately slangy term for National Novel Writing Month. This is 30 days of  “literary abandon”. Authors scurry to write at least 1667 words a day to meet the 50,000 word mark by midnight, November 30th. We laugh, we cry, we bang our heads against the keyboard to purge words into a novel. Doesn’t matter that the novel likely won’t make a bit of sense.

It’s day three and you can be assured that I have not written the minimum word count. But it’s not for lack of trying. Honestly, the baby doesn’t take long enough naps for me to squeeze in the magic number. However, I have made progress that I am happy with.

So, to honor NANOWRIMO, here is a vidoe clip I hope you enjoy.

Happy Writing!


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