I love Catcher, but this time, it’s making me crazy. I wish I had a dime for every review of a romance novel that complained about characters being stereotypes. (Okay, yes, I got that twice from Kathe at RT). Has anyone noticed that in Catcher in the Rye, EVERY character except Holden is a stereotype? There’s a reason for that, you know. They’re what’s known as literary devices. Why is it all right for Salinger to use people as literary devices, but not romance novelists? What? We’re not “literary” enough to be allowed to use literary devices? Aargh!
Anyway, it’s very hard to make myself grade when I’m trying to get through the rewrites so that I can get on with the story. I’m almost there, though. This shift to first person is trickier than I thought it would be. It’s good; it’s just hard sometimes. It’s so much easier to develop secondary characters when you’re writing in the third person. It’s killer when you can only convey things about them by looking through one other character’s eyes. Boy, it really does make you acutely aware of how much perspective means when it comes to human communication. As the author, I know all these things that my main character doesn’t know. It makes me wonder how much I think I know about others when I really don’t know anything about them at all. There are insights that come with writing that don’t come to you, or at least not as powerfully, any other way.
Okay, I’ve tried three times to get this published onto my blog, and it’s not working, so I’ll try again later. This reminds me, however, to give Amy a little tip: I compose blog entries on Word first, then cut and paste. For one thing, that gives me the luxury of spell check. For another, if my blog rejects it, I can save it and post it later. No more “my blog ate my entry” excuses!
Now I'll have to reread the book. I do remember noticing that Salinger
seemed to use the wide-eyed honest young girl type over and over in his
books. Esmee, Holden's sister, the girl playing with her dog in Franny and
Zoe, the Banana Fishing girl, (although she was quite young, wasn't
she?)
Jane and Phoebe are the innocent girls. Allie is the innocent boy who must
never grow up. Ackley is the loser geek, Stradlater is the hot-stuff jock,
Mr. Antolini is the adult you want to trust, but can't quite, Carl Luce is
the intellectual, Sally is the girl on her way to beocoming a phony adult.
You could go on and on. You really could. Man, that Holden is a madman, I
swear... (Those last few sentences are only funny if you've read Catcher.)