You know how last week I insisted that writers have to make themselves take a break? 24 hours after posting that, I ended up in the hospital. A month of not really sleeping mixed with flu culminated in an inability to breathe or see while driving my kids from school. Nothing like a trip in an ambulance to get one thinking about one’s priorities.
So, after a weekend of Bo telling me to sit still, Bash snuggles, Blondie stories, and Biff reading ad nauseum about trucks, I’m…still kinda sick, but not, you know, idiot-sick.
Seriously, people: take breaks.
This year, I wanted to dedicate a chunk of my “Lessons Learned” posts to an element of writing dear to my heart, one that can make or break a story set in a land not our own: world-building.

In a way, Jeff VanderMeer’s Southern Reach trilogy takes place on our humdrum Earth (or does it? Dunh dunh DUUUUUNH). Something has come to Earth and transformed a stretch of coastal landscape in the United States. It has created a border. It does not let what is inside return…unless it wishes to. And those that return are never the same.
Annihilation, the first book of the series, strictly focuses upon the twelfth expedition into beyond the border into the place now labeled Area X. Here is where the world-building plays to Vandermeer’s favor. He needs to make Earth unearthly. He needs to engage and invest the readers into exploring this place.
He accomplishes this with the first paragraph:
The tower, which was not supposed to be there, plunges into the earth in a place just before the black pine forest begins to give way to swamp and then the reeds and wind-gnarled trees of the marsh flats. Beyond the marsh flats and the natural canals lies the ocean and, a little farther down the coast, a derelict lighthouse. All of this part of the country had been abandoned for decades, for reasons that are not easy to relate. Our expedition was the first to enter Area X for more than two years, and much of our predecessors’ equipment had rusted, their tents and sheds little more than husks. Looking out over that untroubled landscape, I do not believe any of us could yet see the threat.

Let’s dissect this a little. Look at that first line: “The tower, which was not supposed to be there.” Already, our narrator has come upon something unexpected. “Plunges into the earth“: I love that word choice of “plunges.” A strong action, driven action, and yet not violent, as opposed to “pierces” or “penetrates.” The terms for the landscape fit our narrator, whom we learn in the next paragraph is a biologist. The paragraph itself ends on two contradictions: “untroubled landscape” is certainly not what one would think of when it comes to an otherworldly invasion on our planet. “Could yet see the threat” counters the “untroubled” while also agreeing with the first line of a tower not meant to be there.
One paragraph in, and we already have a sense of what is both familiar–“black pine forest,” “marsh flats,” etc–and what is foreign–“the tower.” VanderMeer utilizes natural details readers can easily visualize while “plunging” a singular uniqueness into the scene, an entity guaranteed to taint all the “normalcy” around it, therefore turning the entire scene into something abnormal.
I’d like to share two other paragraphs, both from the first chapter, that further build on this natural/unnatural mix of detail.
Far worse, though, was a low, powerful moaning at dusk. The wind off the sea and the odd interior stillness dulled our ability to gauge directions, so that the sound seemed to infiltrate the black water that soaked the cypress trees. This water was so dark we could see our faces in it, and it never stirred, set like glass, reflecting the beards of gray moss that smothered the cypress trees. If you looked out through these areas, toward the ocean, all you saw was the black water, the gray of the cypress trunks, and the constant, motionless rain of moss flowing down. All you heard was the low moaning.
The effect of this cannot be understood without being there. The beauty of it cannot be understood, either, and when you see beauty in desolation it changes something inside you. Desolation tries to colonize you.
So many sensory details are given here. The middle of the paragraph provides the pretty visuals with the moss and the trees, but the water detail unsettles you, doesn’t it? Because “normal” water isn’t still like that. VanderMeer also pulls a smooth move on readers with the moaning line. He begins the paragraph with it, but then spends time on other details before returning to the moaning, as if to show us the “normal” touches that are once again infected by the singular foreign element. The last line of this paragraph is a killer-subtle bit of foreshadowing, as you’ll see in the next paragraph from later in the chapter.
The biologist and another member have ventured into the tower, where they find words written on the wall. Those words are made of living organisms. Here VanderMeer makes use of his narrator’s skill set to build a world inside a word:
So I stepped closer, peered at Where lies the strangling fruit. I saw that the letters, connected by their cursive script, were made from what would have looked to the layperson like rich green fernlike moss but in fact was probably a type of fungi or other eukaryotic organism. The curling filaments were all packed very close together and rising out from the wall. A loamy smell came from the words along with an underlying hint of rotting honey….I leaned in closer, like a fool…someone tricked into thinking words should be read…Triggered by a disturbance in the flow of air, a nodule in the W chose that moment to burst open and a tiny spray of golden spores spewed out.
I think you know where this is going: something gets into the biologist, something she does her damndest to hide from the others.
In this paragraph you get a taste for the level of natural detail our narrator takes in, one who has the experience to see and understand what is natural to Earth’s ecology, and what is not. As readers, we are gripped by the mystery of Area X–as Vandermeer planned, I’m sure. Even though I haven’t given you the whole chapter, the fact that “fernlike moss” is growing to create not only words, but cursive words in English, should be enough to send a shudder through you. Something foreign is here, and yet knows enough to communicate with our own language. It has taken what we thought unique to humanity, and transformed it into something new, just as it has with everything previous expeditions have left behind…including the expeditions themselves.
You’ll have to read the book to appreciate that last point.
VanderMeer’s balance between the relatable and the alien sensory details is spot-on throughout the trilogy. In the first chapter of the first book, where this balance is at its most precarious, Vandermeer takes the greatest care in luring readers to follow him, lulling them with the familiar, until the subtle strange beneath the black glass water floods the way back and we have no choice but to enter the tower, and descend further into his world.
Your own world need not be built from scratch. Dig your fingers deep into the earth and build the trench to set your land apart. Claw out the flora and fauna. Now, with all set before you upon this table, what shall fill your world? What will your readers know, and what will they look upon with a stranger’s eyes, wide and watchful?

Masterful elucidation of the power of the precise word or phrase, thanks!
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Thank you!
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Maybe you should create a flu germ free world? I hope you’re OK now?
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Ha! Still recovering. Both sons came down hard with it this week, so Mommy-Gear’s been on high.
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Oh dear, you don’t do things by halves. Sorry to hear the boys are down now. Look after yourself and the tribe that surrounds you. But don’t forget to breathe.
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Thanks! I think we’re finally on the last stretch, with Blondie back at school after her fun with the fever last week, Biff ready to return, and Bash’s fever dwindling.
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|Lady Jean…. this is NOT taking a break, you bad lassie. I know cos I do it myself. Now YOU take the greatest care, you hear me? This thing is awful and taking no prisoners xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Gosh, don’t I know it! I was hoping Bash would finally be free of it, but his fever came back in the night. At least Blondie and Biff are finally out in the world again while Bash and I remain lump-ish.
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This thing is vicious Jean. We are still not fully free of it. it goes, then it comes back and it mutates. And that seems to be true for everyone here who has it. xxxxx
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This is perhaps the best analysis I’ve ever read on world buildings! … Now, take a week off!
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Aye aye, Madame! 🙂
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Most interesting indeed, Ms Lee. To an extent a coincidence as I am presently working on a piece describing this Earth seen for the first time by a human not privvy to landscape and towns within previous. I shall have to make notes.
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Happy to give you some ideas, Master Steeden. 🙂
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Important ideas, Ms Lee. I am over-surreal in my layout presently. Only I can understand what I’ve written!
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Oh nooo… so sorry to hear that you were properly poorly:(. I hope you are now recovering and gaining strength. It doesn’t help when the children are ill as well…
Regarding your article – I loved how you draw on Vandemeer’s writing – he excels at writing settings with a twist of wrongness and I think BORNE also showcases this talent, too. Thank you!
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Thanks! Yeah, still gettin’ over this bug, but at least I got to read. 😉
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Oh Jean- I’m glad that you’re getting some rest, and sorry that the hospital had to be involved! And the kiddos too- ach! Hang in there, and heal! The rest of it all will keep 🙂
This is a lovely piece on world building, and it certainly makes me want to read the book! Of course I JUST got back from the library with a 20 pound non fiction and an Agatha Christie for something that I can get through, but I think this series will have to make it on my list 🙂
I’m curious, if you don’t mind me asking, do you like his entire trilogy? It’s funny how sequels often loose that subtle touch- I feel like sometimes first books that include beautiful subtle world building, loose some of their charm as the story goes on because now that they’re on book/movie 2 or 3 they need to do the same thing, but MORE. (But if you don’t want to review the whole series in the comments here, no worries. I can actually do the work of reading myself I SUPPOSE 😉 )
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YES READ THE TRILOGY! The three books occur together without any time lost. Honestly, it feels like Vandermeer wrote this is one big book, but had it split up because of the point of view changes. It totally works. The first book is the expedition into Area X. The second book is the expedition into Southern Reach. And the third book brings both crashing together in fantastic ways. 🙂
On a side note, nothing annoys like Nyquil hangover. UGH.
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Awesome! I’ll check it out- and you poor thing!
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What a great post! I think you explained masterfully why he’s so good. Thanks!
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Thanks so much for reading!
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I am SO SO SO sorry you wound up in the hospital – UGH!!!!!!!!!!! Also, I’m sorry about your little ones getting sick too; you’ve definitely been through the wringer. I hope that you’re all feeling heaps better today, my dear Caffeine Queen. I love how you mentioned, “At least I got to read” – the saving grace, eh? Especially when you probably didn’t drink much coffee?? XOXOXOOXOOXO
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LOL! Yes, we’re on our way, thank goodness. Bo’s the last one to get the sickness, but Lord willing we’ll be through it all soon! 😀 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Interesting thoughts on world-building Jean. Hoping that you get better soon – sometimes life makes us take a break when we need it!
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It does indeed!
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Gosh, you must rest – you don’t want this flu to return! Sorry to hear you were so poorly. A speedy recovery to you and the family. 🙂 xx
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Thank you! I’m finally getting over the bug, as are the kids. Poor Bo’s in the thick of it now, his voice a good three octaves lower than normal. And of course he doesn’t stop using it. 🙂
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Whenever anyone says they’ve been having trouble sleeping I’m all ears because insomnia plagues me. That caught my eye. Thank you for the post–thorough, well-written, and analytical–a nice review. I hope your health improves and that you take a good break and it helps. I, personally, drive myself hard and have trouble breaking, but I’ll give it some thought. Best wishes.. .
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Thank you kindly for your visit, and for your words. The road to improvement is slow-going, but at least I’m on it. 🙂
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This world building may be the hardest part to keep straight!
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Haven’t read the books but I did enjoy the recent Annihilation movie, it was rather good. So sorry about your unplanned trip. I know it’s a year later but the message from Yorkshire is the same – look after yourself. xxx
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Thanks, I’m doing okay. Sort of. Except for today, when Bash got sent home for fighting. sigh.
I HATED THAT MOVIE. The books are sooooooooooooo much better and that movie just GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH
But we can still be friends. 🙂
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Friends can disagree. A bit like the talk about railroad themed camps…. Having said that. Given my bad taste in movies. I also loved both recent Smurf Movies AND Batman v Superman – you are entirely justified to block me.
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LMAO! No, I won’t, but never ask me to watch those things. 🙂
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Before I get blocked just want to say. It must be so tough with Bash getting sent home. Sending you hugs.
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Oh Pfft you’re never blocked. But yeah. Just trying to get this kid to understand he cannot *make* people play with him (that’s how it got started). As much as I worry about Biff making friends, he’s often pretty content to just meander about the play area. If he gets involved with a game great, if he doesn’t, great. But Bash tries to force himself in, and that just makes problems. I cried a lot yesterday about it, but Bo’s right: he can’t lash out at people for not playing with him. Who wants to play with a kid that might kick you, or hit you? Better to learn now in kindergarten than in third grade.
Still. It sucks.
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It’s tough for you and it’s tough for the kid. But yes better to try to learn now. I remember reading something about working with a kid to make a comic book which has a super hero who goes through a bit of anger management but then saves the planet works quite well with some kids.
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Hmmm. That might be worth a go, since he puked his guts out this morning and I’ve got to stay home with him and Biff now….
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