Building Character

Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet. Only through experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, ambition inspired, and success achieved.

Helen Keller

In fiction, much like real life, character is built by one’s life experience.  The ability to engage with a character without showing their life story  right up front is a basic skill ever writer learns. Sometimes the hard way.

Short stories differ from novels and novellas in that  the time to establish character is less in a short story and therefore, a different type of telling is used, usually dialogue exchange.  Characters can tell you a lot about their fellow travelers on the fictional journey and should be used accordingly.

But in the longer piece of fiction, characters are built, and many aspects must be addressed.  Such as, physical description.  What does your character look like and how will you let the readers know?

What does your character sound like?  Is the voice strong?  Commanding?  Authoritative? Or is the voice meek, mild, submissive, or even absent?

Is the character a person with a gentle touch, or more like a” bull in a china shop”? Is the behavior which determines their presence intentional or accidental?  Are they aggressive or just clumsy?

For the more intimate moments, the writer should let us know how others respond to the characters we build.  Reaction, though limited and more focused, is often poorly interpreted.  This is a significant problem with single or first person point of view.  Your narrator is often reactive to the behavior of other characters and can easily misinterpret the behavior or intentions of others.

During the intimate physical exchange or even during the “dance of attraction” don’t forget to let us know how your hero and heroine stimulate each other, touch, sight, or smell.

Olfactory response is the earliest indicator of recognition for us humans, and often invokes powerful memories which in turn stimulate neurological responses.  Intimate and even unknown fears are sometimes triggered by the sense of smell.  So if you’re looking for an opportunity to motivate your character to one of those little “turn around ” a deep-seated fear connected with a specific odor might serve.

Don’t forget the motivation comes from the history of the character you built,  and that is the path through which the great story is achieved.  You can only hope to thoroughly engage your reader with a spell binding character, well motivated, and easily identified  with, before you can craft a story that won’t be put aside.

Working on craft / Pacing

Working on craft for a writer is a lifetime achievement.  We each continue to pursue the art of writing as we continue to study the craft.

Not an easy trick.

With career advancement comes so many bids for time and attention, especially in the age of too many promotions and fewer people willing to spend money on your book.  Remember, with the immediacy of self publishing, with the ever-present offer of “free reads” and the expansion of ebooks making the market so much more challenging, we all need to continue to improve our craft.

Needless to say, the art of craft had become an ongoing pursuit for me.  So recently  I decided I needed to work on the pacing of my current novel.  To the in house library I went, seeing which famous and accomplished author could enlighten me on this point and help to improve my writing.

Writing and Selling Your Mystery Novel By Hallie Ephron mentions pacing once.  That’s correct, a single entry, a two paragraph entry.  I’ll sum up– keep an eye on  your pacing– controlling and modulating the speed and intensity of your story.

On Writing Well By William Zinssner, no mention of pacing ; not found in the index.

Novelist’s Boot Camp 101 Ways to Take  Your Book from Boring to Bestseller By Todd A. Stone,  no mention of pacing.

No plot, no problem! By Chris Baty, no pacing either, of any kind.  No mention of pacing.

But let’s digress just for a moment and look at  a writer who makes his living as a writer of fiction.

The Novel Writers Toolkit By Bob Mayer, and finally we have arrived.  He not only mentions pacing twice but references it with the timeline.  Very important information for the new writer and also for those with more experience.  He addresses overall pacing and its need to be smooth.  He cautions against jerking your reader a round, and spending too much time on scenes you enjoy writing and giving short shrift on the scenes which are more work for the writer.  He writes about overall pace and also speaks to pacing within each chapter.  All good advice and I highly recommend this book.

The First Five Pages By Noah Lukeman.  Finally, an entire chapter which addresses Pacing and Progression, not counting the huge rewrite of   Robert McKee’s Story, Lukeman takes six pages to tell us and to show us the problems of too fast/too slow pacing and not only to give examples but exercises to increase our own expertise.

Making a Scene By Jordan E. Rosenfeld deals more effectively with pacing than any other craft entry on the shelves.  He addressed pacing and scene length and its influence on the mood and tone of individual scenes.  He deals in specifics,  addressing where pacing counts, dealing in precise chapter by chapter distinction of how to deal with pacing in different types of scene; contemplative, dramatic, first and final.

Last but not least–

The Everything Guide to Writing a Romance Novel By Christie Craig & Faye Hughes.  The two successful romance authors suggest reading a scene aloud to determine a number of incorrect uses that are pacing, those which escape not only newbie authors but experienced writers also.  They discuss “upping the stakes” and” increasing the suspense”.  They address tweaking story arcs and give tips for faster pacing, speeding up the story and keeping it moving.  These two successful romance authors give specific examples of what should stay and what should go, and also recommend Scene & Structure, By Jack Bickham.  (While writing this, my copy was out of the library on loan, but I do own it and it is a keeper.)

I need to mention I find it interesting the authors of genre specific fiction had more to say about pacing than many writing teachers.  Notice the romance authors– those who own roughly 70% of all fiction sold market in the USA today– also teach writing, Mayer, Craig and Hughes, and are very successful in multiple genres.

So tell me, how do you gauge if you’ve effectively plotted and paced your novel?

Classic Disappointment

I recently read the Time Machine by H.G. Wells, narrated by Alan Munro. In my kick to broaden my horizons, I thought reading a few of the classics might be beneficial. Therefore, I downloaded a few of them and set out on my journey of discovery. The first book on my list was The Time Machine, in audio the book runs about four hours making it a perfect starting point.

Quick review – A man tells his friends about the fourth dimension, travels forward into time and has an adventure, and then he returns. The entire story is a narration of the events after he returns a week later. Although plot and pacing were not spectacular, I did enjoy Wells implementation of imagery. The first half of the book was rather dull and I wondered why anyone would have enjoyed such drivel and boredom. However, once the time traveler starts to connect with the people 8 million years from now an entirely different story takes place. I loved Weena, the female Eloi (The name for the people 8 million years in the future), that befriends the time traveler and I was devastated when her part in the story ended. Overall, I’m glad that I read the book and did not give up when I thought it sucked because now I can see why it became a classic read.

My disappointment came from the two movie adaptations. Absolutely 100% terrible.

The first movie, made in the 60’s was downright laughable. The special effects and stage make up were laughable and of course a sign of the times. What I hated was the adaptation from book to screen. In the movie Weena is a tall blonde idiotic woman and becomes a love interest, where she is more a childlike friend. The Eloi are weird drones without any kind of emotion or dimension. All the amazing parts of the book were covered but it lacked magic.
The 2010 version, had much better special effects, but lost most of the ingenuity of the originally story. Again, there is a love interest where I just didn’t find one in the book and again the Eloi people lacked imagination and dimension. Although this version of the film did have an underlying theme of why the time traveler seeks another time and place, but that theme is not included in the book.

Bottom line – good book – bad movies. Books win it again!

Toodles,
Michelle

 

Sunday’s Sample – Apollo’s Gift by Sandy L. Rowland

This Sunday’s Sample is Apollo’s Gift by Sandy L. Rowland!  Here’s the Sample from Sandy’s romantic fantasy.  Thanks for being our guest, Sandy, and sharing your sample.

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Cassie opened her eyes to slits. She hadn’t been annihilated. No thunderbolts streaked across the sky, and no fissure gaped to swallow her whole. Tremors had put her off balance, but they weren’t worthy of panic. Get hold of yourself. This was only a dream. Any minute she’d wake. And since this was her dream, she refused to cower. He floated like a cloud. “I’ve come to give you a gift.”

“Beware of Greeks bearing gifts,” she murmured. “Thank you for the offer, but I couldn’t possibly accept.”

“It is my will.” Another tremor sent her to all fours and her hand struck rough stone.

“Fine.” She shifted to her bottom and rubbed a red patch on her palm. “What is it?”

He landed beside her, his white robes fluttering in the breeze. “The greatest of all gifts, prophecy.”

She got to her feet and glared at the dream masquerading as Apollo. His warm breath grazed her cheek. “Oh, no,” she argued. “That never turns out well.”

“I admit that in your previous incarnation things didn’t go as I’d planned.” He shrugged one shoulder. “But I’ve negotiated with Hades, and paid a high price so your soul could take form in this body.” He leaned over her. “You’re my Cassandra, Princess of Troy.”

“Whoa! You bought my soul?” She backed up into a marble wall. “Even if I believed I had one, I’m sure it would belong to me. Who said you could buy it?” This was a nightmare. “And this whole prophecy deal, that was a disaster. Apollo gave Cassandra that gift and then cursed her so no one believed her warnings. I think I’ll pass.”

“No, faithless, mortal woman. The curse came by way of your lie. You promised me your virtue and then spurned me.” His honeyed voice had taken on a definite edge.

“Hey, not me.” She threw her hands up in defense. “Cassandra was murdered ages ago and my virtue is not open to discussion. I don’t even believe in gods and prophecy.” Wake up, Cassie. Wake up.

“Hear me.” He stroked her hair with the tips of his fingers sending a tingle over her scalp.  She wanted to move away but couldn’t, his soft, seductive tone freezing her in place. “You have a chance to make amends and give yourself to me. Honor your promise and all will be well.”

“For who?” Even for a dream, this was a pretty lame line.

The corners of his mouth twitched. “You are still pure.”

“Well, that’s none of your business.” Heat rushed into her face. She brushed the dirt from her robe and glanced at him from the corner of her eye.

“I am a god and discern that you haven’t known a man.” A satisfied smile spread across his full, perfect lips. “I am pleased.”

“Right,” she grumbled. The man was exasperating.

“You doubt me.”

This had gone on too long. “Enough already. You’re part of a dream brought on by hot sun and a romantic location, nothing to take seriously.”

At least six foot five, he towered over her like an ionic column. He moved closer, pressing her against the wall. Her heart thumped in response. He’s a dream, a deliciously tempting dream.

He leaned in, his mouth a kiss away. His breath tantalized with the scent of nectar. “I’m real and eternally serious.”

She licked her dry lips. Maybe she was wrong and this wasn’t a nightmare but a really, really good dream.

“This is no dream.” He brushed his lips over hers, soft, warm and as addictive as the fabled ambrosia. She leaned in wanting more, but he denied her. “It’s done.”

“What’s done?” she murmured.

“The gift is given.”

“No. Wait.”

“Once given, I can’t take it back.”

Panic tightened her chest. It’s a dream. Damn it. “Take it back.” She sputtered and spit. Something had to rid her of his gift. “I won’t use it. Prophecy or not, nothing can make me tell people.” She wiped her wet mouth on her sleeve.

A beautifully irritating smile spread over his mouth. “Ah, Cassandra, you haven’t changed. The same argument you tried in your last incarnation. I’ve missed this.”