Poetic Fiction Explained

 If you search through the list, the categorization of all genres of literature, there is no genre called "Poetic Fiction." Yet, I am composing a novel in poetic fiction.

What is Poetic Fiction? 

One of my previous posts explains what poetic fiction is. In essence, it is the poetic, including forms within a "paragraph" that mesh with a standard prosaic fiction form. It may look like this...

She was a child, riding a horse-drawn wagon through grain fields... wheels rutted in a slushy road, the cattle bells clanking within her eardrums...a concertina, a bazouki, a fiery-stringed fiddle...grandfather a young mustached gentleman, dancing within the music...now hillsides of wandering vineyards, caravan wheels taking her into the fog...grandmother smiling, babbling something, nodding her head...

This is a dreamscape from within my new novel. Like stream of consciousness poetry, it rambles, as a dream would tend to, maybe disjoined, maybe seamless. 

Or, it may look like this...

He sniffed pungency...the musky air, pine needles, soggy leaves, and decay...a guttural wail from somewhere on the ridge to his right...the reverb echoed inside his soul...and he trembled. Slipping through the shrub-boulder maze, passing rusty-red rhododendron, he came to the edge of a rock-ring...

The characteristics, within the descriptive part of the writing, tend to be punctuated and accented by the poetic. In Poetic Fiction, I may use the same word in three sentences within one paragraph because it is a tool used within poetry. In that sense, because it is fiction, which is usually prosaic, it must adhere to a hybridity, poetic style within a fiction format. 

Dialogue, and internal thoughts, work within standard parameters of usage, existing as it always does within prose. 

So, the poetic fiction piece is not wholly one, nor wholly the other. It is both. It is poetry, and it is prose. It is descriptive but may not follow standard description.

And while I am engaged in the composition of a novel, it is not my sole concern. At this point, I must pay my bills with an income from outside my principal gifting. It is the time and season. If, upon completion of this venture, I am able to embrace my gifting, enhanced with adequate financial reward, I will lay aside every weight that burdens me and run the race with unhindered passion.

Until then, I shall return to this locale, with a creative menu, feeding my readers with a buffet of beautiful works.