By Amanda Le Rougetel
To write is one thing, to be read — deeply read, seen on the page for the writer we can be — is another.
Words on a page amount to something or nothing, until someone other than the writer reads them, and then those words amount to a whole new world. A world of response. A world in which the words give shape to life beyond the writer's hopes and dreams and take hold as the reader's.
The ultimate reader is one who, like you, reads the piece in published form. But before then, the wise and the brave writer asks for feedback on the early, pre-published drafts. If it takes courage to write, it surely takes courage to ask for feedback and then more courage to receive it: Courage and calm and confidence. Not always present in good measure, but even a scrap of each will do to get the process going.
To be a reader of a writer's early draft is no less daunting, for it is to be both honoured and burdened: honoured to be asked for comment and burdened to do so, and not everyone is up to the task.
I categorize draft readers into three groups: the surfer, the pedantic, and the bold.
The surfers are willing to read, though are most comfortable on the surface of your words; they lack the interest in or capacity for substantive response: "Oh, it's good," they might say. "I like it. The dog is funny." How disappointing when your reader doesn't match the courage it took for you to ask them to be your reader. The surfers' feedback — well meaning but in its vagueness void of value — is, if not irrelevant, then dissatisfying and especially so at the early stages of testing out a new piece of writing. In those early stages, writers need bold comment and naked assessment.
Perhaps, of course, I asked the wrong person.
Next up, the pedantics. These are eager readers, pencil in hand, happy, so happy, to slice and dice your words. In short, they copyedit, even proofread, well before those important tasks are needed — or wanted. Your work comes back to you with changes marked, tracked, and shouting off the page: "Typo on page four." "Break up the description of the neglected garden; it's too much as one chunk." "Fix the comma splice in line 3." These comments — commands, really — are well meant but as disappointing as the surfers'. They come too soon: the trees in sharp relief while the beauty — or potential beauty — of the forest is unseen and unremarked.
Perhaps, of course, I asked the wrong person.
Finally, the bold. Now, these are the treasures among a writer's early readers, for the bold understand that feedback on a draft is more than mere opinion and is less, indeed quite different, than detailed editing. It is a commitment to be clear, honest, and constructive in response to what is (or is not yet) on the page. Such a reading requires time and skill, and respect for the writer as someone whose work deserves substantive assessment by a discerning — a bold — reader. Music to the writer's ear is feedback something like this: "The idea is sound, but you have not written the story you are hinting at. You have sidestepped it with the frippery of the dog's behaviour, which is amusing but not needed as foreground here. What I want more of is the woman's childhood and her obsession with the house on the corner. Tell me who lives there and why is the garden so neglected?"
Perhaps, finally, I asked the right person.
The feedback from a bold reader gives us substance to work with and to build on. It proves to us that we are creating something of value with our writing, something worth reading and responding to, and, therefore, something worth continuing to work on. Alternatively, of course, it might be something to ditch, to move on from. Having even only one such reader in our circle makes a writer fortunate indeed.
The lesson? Know the anatomy of your draft readers and choose them wisely. Keep the surfers and pedantics in your circle, for they each have their place later in the writing process. And nurture the bold readers in your midst, for they are few and far between. Be brave enough to ask for their feedback, courageous enough to receive it, and smart enough to heed it. As Ursula K. Le Guin says in Steering the Craft (2015), her gem of a book on the craft of writing: The critique is a response to your work, to your writing. It is not personal. Learn from it. However, you are the final arbiter. The discipline of art is freedom.
So, at the end of the day, to write is to be free to work with words as we see fit — to choose them and shape them; to work alone when necessary and, equally, to connect with others when needed: Wise is the writer who asks for comment and feedback and input along the way. And fortunate is the writer who has even one reader in their circle willing to be bold and in so being to invest in us their time, their insight, their skill. And when we find you, dear bold reader, beware, for we shall never let you go.
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Amanda Le Rougetel lives in the heart of the Canadian prairies in Winnipeg, Manitoba. A retired college instructor, she blogs at Five Years a Writer and teaches writing workshops through Writing as Tool.
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