You’d think writing was writing, wouldn’t you?
Seems not.
I’ve been pondering the differences and similarities and am in no
way an expert.
I’d be interested in your views.
There are fiction agents and publishers, and non-fiction agents
and publishers.
The route to each of them differs.
You may not even need an agent for non-fic, whereas it appears
mandatory for fiction.
Non-fic books are often sold on the basis of a proposal, rather
than a finished article; or indeed commissioned. This is less
common in fiction, unless you count those lovely/scary ‘2-book
deals’ where the second is a twinkle in its author’s eye.
Do writers need to be one or the other?
While in non-fiction, you have the facts proscribed to some
extent, the way you write them, the facts you choose to include
and the slant – are all at the whim of the author; who can make
the subject live or die.
Unless you’re writing an instruction manual for constructing a
back-garden space rocket, your own flair will permeate it.
Heavens, you could even write that in an entertaining way,
couldn’t you? I once wrote a programming manual. I thought it was
really funny (and in case you’re wondering, it became the company
standard for years).
I’ve long thought that absolutely anything can be made
interesting, if told/taught in an engaging way, even a till
receipt. OK, maybe not the physics of pulleys and levers, but you
know what I mean.
Autobiography or memoir can be dirge or delight, it’s still all
about the story, the journey.
Even learning how to knit a battleship can be intriguing. It’s
all in the telling, surely?
In fiction, while the plot is up to you, there is usually a fair
amount of research required; there are facts to be fitted into
the fiction: how does the Japanese whaling industry work? How
long does it take for arsenic to effect a demise? When did music
CDs replace vinyl? Where exactly is Moldova?
I can’t think of a good novel I’ve ever read, that didn’t teach
me something too. Not just about the ‘human condition’, but about
concrete things, like, er, concrete. Or uranium mining in the
30s, or what kings were like in the middle ages, or the best way
to catch a crab.
So I’m asking. Is the distinction between fiction and non-fiction
valid? Or more of a blurry line? Perhaps there isn’t a
distinction at the molecular level. Will they merge? Are they
merging? I opine that they are, if you consider the turgid
textbooks on my father’s shelf as opposed to the zingy textbooks
on mine.
Is one the poor relation of the other? How so? Do we have to jump
into one camp or another and hang a label around our necks? What
do you think?