Everyone remembers the great song Stuck in the Middle With You by Stealers Wheel. It played prominently in Tarantino’s classic crime move, Reservoir Dogs. But the song is not what I’m talking about here in this post. What I’m referring to is the writer’s journey into the dreaded middle half of their story. The Middle is where the tent starts to sag. Where we put on those extra pounds. Where the birth order can go very wrong (only joking).
How many times have you started reading a crime novel and it starts out with a bang, only to have the story start to drag halfway through. It’s disappointing and a reason why many readers skim through this part of a book. Believe me, it’s disappointing and difficult for us writers, too. The question is: how do we strengthen the dreaded Middle part of the story in order to keep the reader’s attention?
The dreaded Middle. In the worst case scenario, it’s rudderless filler meant to pad the word count. Oftentimes, what constitutes the Middle of a novel is too much exposition, ill-advised detail, excessive dialogue and nefarious subplots that add nothing to the plot. Suffer through these boring plot devices and we finally get to the climax and denouement.
So how do we avoid this problem as writers? How do we keep the arc of the plot rising to its exciting apex? Then to have the story accelerate like a rollercoaster down its steep tracks, and heading toward its shocking ending?
The key to conquering the dreaded Middle is first not think of it as the middle. Break down your novel into smaller components. Think of each chapter as a story arc unto itself. Now not all chapters need to be as thrilling and exciting as your opening and ending sections, but there needs to be tension and expectation of a payoff. Visually, envision your novel as a hurricane and within it spin hundreds of smaller tornadoes and wind vortices all churning and driving the larger, more destructive storm that is your story.
Dialogue is key to creating this ongoing tension. Every line of it should have meaning, significance and be able to move your plot along. A useful tool is misdirection, meaning that what a character says is not always what they mean. This happens so often in our real lives that it often goes undetected. Ask someone how it’s going and they invariably respond with, “Everything’s great.” But we know from the law of averages that not everything is alway great for people. Sometimes they’re lying to keep face. They don’t want to tell you about their bad diagnosis or that their spouse has a drinking problem. If you really listen to a conversation between people, the dialogue is merely a device to establish proper social etiquette, with varying motivations, and not necessarily an honest representation of what’s really happening.
Your doctor asks how many drinks a week you consume. Your wife asks how she looks in a particular dress. A mother sends out an annual Christmas letter filled with half truths. See what I’m getting at. People often talk past each other to put themselves in a better light. In real life it’s fascinating to observe, but in crime fiction it can really drive the internal forces in your story, helping you tighten up the dreaded Middle.
One visual I use during the writing of my novels is that of a steel bar. If it remains straight while you’re writing the story stays flat and uninteresting. Honestly, I repeatedly have remind myself to keep “Bending the Bar” as ai write. At every step in the novel, I try and Bend the story Bar, meaning that I need to ramp up the tension in every scene. I close my eyes, grip that proverbially steel bar, and use all my strength to bend it for the sake of the plot.
Micromanage your novel. Every sentence should be interesting and tense. Make them little tornados rotating around each other within the paragraph. Then the paragraphs spinning within the chapter. The chapters circulating violently within the novel. In this manner, every part of the novel is churning and moving everything toward it’s thrilling denouement. In this way your story is the equivalent of an F-5 Tornado blazing across the landscape.
In some sense, it’s best not even to think of your Middle as the middle. Just as time is not something readily observable in the universe, the Middle can be crushed by breaking down your novel into subatomic structures, protons, electrons and neutrons all rotating around each other, attracting and repulsing, leading to something resembling the end of the universe. Thus the Middle becomes not a particle but a wave arc through the story ether.
The Middle has plenty of unfortunate connotations. The middle child. Middle age crisis. Middle-of-the-road. The middle that grows around our waist. But it doesn’t have to be a bad thing if we don’t view as such. The best writers can make the Middle as exciting and thrilling as the beginning and end.
So be not afraid of your Middle. Embrace it and view it as an opportunity for it to be the best part of your novel. The section where you can shock and awe, and breathe much-needed life into your plot. Think of it as a way to add all sorts of interesting motivations and action. A place where dialogue shines and reveals character. The Middle is what gives your story it’s depth and dimension. The Middle, when you come right down to it, are the fascinating lives we lead between birth and death.
Nice article! I’ve been working toward pepping up my middle. Just reached one and we had some stuff going down.
Right where I am. Polishing that middle. Getting it to the gym.
Really appreciated all this! Great thoughts, great advice.
Great discussion of the dreaded middle!
Ah, that elusive jewel in the navel. I read a book last night that forced me to skip 100 pages and read the last fifty because it was going at sloth speed.
Well said, Joe, I call it the “Messy Middle,” but the thought is the same. It can make or break a story.
Great advice, Joe. Right now, there aren’t enough set-ups in the world to fix my sagging middle, but fortunately, there is a red pen, which I shall soon be wielding like a lightsaber as I slog my way though the hurricane you’ve described. (Have I mixed enough metaphors yet?)
Kate
Ah, the mucky middle. I’m mired in it now. Had to kill somebody else in hopes of getting out, LOL.
Well said–the mini tornadoes. Each chapter having its own arc. And I love not thinking of the middle as the middle.