Just Because it's Depressing Doesn't
Mean it's any Good
by Michael Gallant
I feel the time has come to do an editorial about our submissions.
Actually, I was complaining about them and Ray suggested I could stop
bitching and do something about it.
"Good point," I conceded, "Now pull me back in."
He cheerfully lifted me back in through the window and deposited
me near the pile of empties beneath which, legend has it, dwells my
desk.
Our discussions often go this way. Ray, who was raised up in the
mountains, feels that fresh air and panoramic views give people the
perspective to make good, clear decisions. When he has a really profound
point to make, he often feels that his audience will be more receptive
if they step outside to ponder his wisdom. Since we have no ledge or
balcony, and since the landlord has the fire escape under surveillance,
he is always willing to hold a listener by the ankles until they have
had a chance to think about what he has to say.
I wondered why the ankles.
"The more blood that rushes to your head, the faster your brain
works and the sooner you make the right decision," he replied.
"It's good if you decide before my arms get tired."
He must be right about the blood, because I saw the wisdom of his point
of view in no time at all. Must be how he gets our creditors to see
reason.
I sat down, perched my notebook on a level area in the pile, and
set about composing this editorial.
As editors, we read a lot of submissions. A lot. From this enormous
pile, we have to select about six decent stories per month.
Now, we knew getting into this that it would be like this. We really
don't mind a big reading list. If we weren't doing this, we'd be reading
for pleasure anyway, and now we can pass that off as a business expense,
so that's all good.
We don't even mind the bad stories. They're pretty easy to identify,
and we don't lose much time on them. It's the stories that start out
good, with compelling characters, interesting plots, and fascinating
concepts, but drop the ball and have no real ending that piss us off.
In short, these stories get us drunk, spend our money, invite us back
to their place, let us in and still say no.
And worst of all, bordering on crimes against humanity, are the
promising stories that just end in tragedy for no good reason. Yes,
yes, I know Shakespeare killed everybody off at the end of Hamlet, but
that was the exception to the rule.
The pointless tragic ending is a hallmark of inexperienced writers.
Most high school or college students who are first attempting to write
are guilty of this. I don't know whether they feel that sadness will
give a story depth, or they are sick of the happy ending or if they
just can't shake the awful grim reality of having to spend their youth
at a University drinking cheap beer and going to class 10 hours a week
instead of starving, making mud bricks and dragging their Kalashnikovs
through the leech infested jungles like the lucky young people in other
countries.
The one thing that reading these dark pieces has done for me is
given me a healthy fear of young people. I thought that after the Marines
and working the ambulance nothing could scare me, but I had yet to look
into the mind of a mildly depressed fourteen year old girl.
Don't get me wrong. There's no rule that every story has to have
an upbeat ending. Tragedy has its place. Every ending does need to have
a point, though.
A character should learn something, or overcome something, or grow
in some way, even if they must sacrifice or die to do it. A good death
is satisfying in a story, but a character who does everything right,
struggles valiantly and then fails anyway is in no way satisfying. Nor
is the abuse victim who never grows or learns, just goes on being abused.
Nor is empty revenge very interesting.
In short, if you want to sell a story, or even just entertain an
audience, give the story an ending that, even if it doesn't make us
happy, at least makes us feel that the effort was worthwhile, both for
us and the protagonist.
Don't send me stories where my greatest joy will be in the fact
that it's finally over.