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Inside out? Outside in?

Character creation.  Some people love it, and some writers struggle with it.  Remember this: the most excellent plot in the world, if it has no characters, is just an outline.  A really good character study is a good read all by itself.

Most writers that I’ve mentored, taught, or reviewed seem to have an outside-in view of how to write a character.  The character description in an email might read something like…

He has a little limp because he was injured in a fishing accident and nearly drowned when he was a kid.  He has a really sharp white streak through is hair on one side – just because he was born that way and folks think he’s either blessed or cursed.  He’s nearly 6′ tall, and weighs about 200 lbs.  He likes to wear boots, and has a dog named Sam.  He is easily upset and some people say he has a nasty temper.

Great.  But what is the man really like?  I usually get blank stares when I ask this.  Look, you can’t judge a book by its cover, so why should I judge a character by a physical description?  It tells me nothing about what he is inclined to do in any given situation, except somehow he might be hotheaded. Maybe.

Peel the skin off the onion.  What kinds of reactions do people display in every culture, every language, every book you’ve ever read?  There are universal constants you need to know about your character.  What are his thoughts on politics? If he hears people discussing political questions is he more likely to roll his eyes and keep walking, or is he going to go on a meandering rant in an effort to try to persuade the people talking?  What are his thoughts on religion?  Is he really claustrophobic, or does he just say that in order to get out of doing stuff he doesn’t want to do? Why is it that he is described as a nobleman, yet he swears like a sailor (and how did that happen?)?  Why?  When?  It’s all in the backstory, whether it needs to be expressed in the story you’re writing or not.

Another approach is to play it by the numbers.  Literally.  Some writers have attempted to write based on dice rolls as if they were playing a roll playing game (Dungeons and Dragons, and any other of the similar RPG nature).  Is he going to turn left and try to find his friend, or is he going to go back to his room and order in a dinner?  *dice roll*  He goes back to get dinner.  Why?  *dice roll*  Uhhh, I dunno.  With a method like this you end up with a random series of misadventures, but decidedly not a plot.  No thanks.

My approach to character development is inside-out.  When I start considering a character, I literally put part of myself directly into the middle of an unfamiliar situation.  You might call it daydreaming.  I call it the act of just letting my id off its leash.  Yeah, my id.  Save your ego for the editing phase.  Look it up (*footnote).

Let’s say I’m having a frustrated day.  I may explore that a little bit and decide that I’m feeling angry, for instance. I let myself ponder what adventures an alter-ego angry guy would do.  Why he’d start off pounding a half-bottle of whisky and then rolling downtown to see the mayor, that’s what he would do.  And then he would try to get into that radio station to talk some sense into that disc jockey that just won’t shut up.  And then he would go back to his hovel and print up lots of fliers on his computer (lots of them!), and then to hand these to everybody who hesitates just a moment too long on the sidewalk.  Hell yeah, in front of City Hall, of course!

Ah, good. Angry guy has an agenda.  What does he look like?  Well, he’s just pounded a fifth, so he isn’t ready for ballroom dancing.  He may walk with a limp because he bruised his leg last weekend when he got tased by a cop.  His left boot also has an orthotic in it because it straightens out his leg a little better – but all it seems to do is to make his foot hurt, which makes him even angrier.  He has a shock of white hair down the left side of his scalp because he used a chemical accidentally instead of a shampoo when he was a child.  He hasn’t been able to trust shampoo since, unless he bought it himself.  He’s been wearing the same blue jeans since Thursday because he can’t remember to buy laundry detergent when he walks by the store.

I really like angry guy.  Now all I have to do find something for him to see in the mirror so I can draw the rest of his face, and figure out the rest of his crash pad.  I think I’ll call him Mitch.  For me, Mitch is a nemonic for ‘itch’, which is clearly what angry guy can’t quite scratch. Maybe he’s going to sober up long enough to run for governor.  That might be entertaining!  What has he done that he regrets?  Probably nothing. What has he done that will not help him get elected?  Oh, plenty….

(*) One of the best books ever for developing male characters is Iron John – A Book About Men, by Robert Bly.  The allegedly educated sophisticates will pooh pooh the book, saying that the Ego and Id are discredited psychological constructs.  Balderhockey!  This book is a goldmine for jumpstarting a writer’s creativity.  Read the book, and release your id.

Yeah, really.

 
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Posted by on March 9, 2010 in Character, Creativity

 

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Ice it? Yeah, recommended.

No, this isn’t a weather-related rant.

I gathered up my emergency writing kit and headed for the coffee shop today. I’ve been waiting to hear good news about a job I nearly have but might be miles away from actually landing.  I don’t do ‘patience’ very well sometimes.

My emergency writing kit is a large padded black fake-leather pad folio thingy with a zipper around lots of paper and two pens and two mechanical pencils.  I drink coffee and doodle, either trying to connect dots or create new dots. I doodle maps, I write character sketches. I draw character sketches. I throw down outrageous ideas for plot lines, or characters, or settings.

Sometimes I eavesdrop on other people in the restaurant. Sometimes I just let my Id off his leash to go see what’s in the neighborhood in my mind.  At least I wasn’t in the house, between snow storms, waiting for a phone call.

Among the populated pages was the ominous title, THE DEAD WAR.  I paused. It had a line through it where it had been retitled THE CONSPIRACY OF THE DEAD. There were a few hasty notes from my last session, which evidently had been some time ago.  I remembered the story arc, and I had finished some chapters and posted it online where it had received some pretty good comments by readers.  It seems like only yesterday that I stopped working on it. I guess in some part of my brain I keep going back there and noodling around with the odds and ends of where I left off.

So when I got back to broadband land, I went back to the site where I had posted my material.  It’s a high fantasy adventure tale that boils down to… well it’s a zombie story (without using that word in the narrative).  The last entry is dated 2006, and I was taken back by that.  It cannot have been four years? Okay, maybe it was then.  The site was still up anyway, and that was a relief. There had been some really major changes in the layout, and some welcome upgrades. But four years since I had really tackled a fiction project head on.  Ouch.  Six lonely chapters.

So I re-read what I had scribbled what seemed so long ago.  Yes, some of it was really quite interesting.  Some of it was dreadfully rushed.  Some of it was just a skeleton, lacking any thought but enough to get the reader from point A to point B.  But the characters were compelling, the plot was unexpected, and the comments were really good.

It shouldn’t take four years to go back around to revisit a project and evaluate if it is worth keeping around. The last four years have been fairly tough for me for many reasons, but that shouldn’t be an excuse.

Had I kept with it, I may have sold it.  But I can’t second guess myself on that now.  If I had kept with it, I also would not have the other projects going that I think may be of more long term value for readers.

So I’ll keep it around. Some day, when I get my legs back under myself, I just might move forward with it yet again.  I’ve done worse things with my time.  Those four years gave me enough distance from it to be truly objective about the content and a new perspective on where I had been wrestling pointlessly with plot devices that may or may not be useful.

 
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Posted by on February 27, 2010 in Creativity

 

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A Game of Clue

“Allright. It’s four in the morning, I have a screwdriver, and something is either dead or gonna die!”

Have you ever had one of those nights? I had been up a time or two in the night jiggling handles and checking plumbing parts, but the running water noise was both getting worse and keeping me awake. The float valve had become too tired, and I had to coax it back into working order. It’s okay for now, but it will probably need replacement soon enough.

What I had said to myself kept ringing in my head when I went back to sleep, and somehow the idea of killing a noisy Professor Plumber with a screwdriver in the bathroom took hold. I’ve been in “Clue” mode all day. And another thought came around with it – too many times the protagonist in a story has too easy a time of it in the story.

I think of the Bourne Identity for instance – sure he is awesomely skilled as a spy and assassin. But nothing ever goes really wrong. Maybe I’m just too skeptical, but sometimes I’m pulling for the hero to have a leg cramp just to shut his pious pie hole up for a few pages.

Right now: I’m in the study with a computer, killing time. What have you killed today?

 
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Posted by on November 13, 2009 in Creativity

 

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Sometimes you have to go outside

When I get stuck while writing, I sometimes find it useful to work on something completely different for a bit in order to let the brain reboot itself a little. I’m not sure how it connects in my mind, but my grandfather would sometimes say he had to go outside to have enough room to change his mind.

I was taking a tour around the ‘net, and I stumbled onto this video.  It is a 1927 colour film of London.

It’s absolutely stunning. If I were trying to describe 1927 London, I’m quite sure I would have gotten it so completely wrong as to be laughable. But then the odds are we are all in that boat.  Now at least there is a sense of the city.

And of a little girl selling peanuts.  That just started writing a story for me right there.  And the old boat on the Thames.

Evocative.  I’m really glad I found this video.  I think I’m nearly rebooted now!

 
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Posted by on November 9, 2009 in Creativity, Setting

 

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Recharging

That’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it.

Some batteries just need a quick charge and they’re good for a few hours. Some batteries you need to charge overnight and they still drain quickly.

With writers, the batteries need a variable charge at a constant rate, otherwise output suffers and performance is unpredictable.  This is science, I think.

For me, I’ve been reacting to a lot of different stimuli that has kept me distracted from some of my original goals, and that’s partly my fault.  A lot of these things are not really controllable though, are they?  Sick pets, financial stresses, the economy, politics – and all the rest.  I tend to bog down a little too easily at times.  I end up with too many to-do lists.

So now to recharge, I’m reading.  I have a stack of books that I’ve collected over the past two years or so, and an absolutely sick collection of eBooks I’ve downloaded – mostly novels and other works in the public domain.  They don’t do me much good if I don’t read them though, do they?

So I’m reading through the Nag Hamadi manuscripts, the Dungeons and Dragons 4th edition rules, and a biography.  Yeah, well not all at the same time. It’s hard enough to get my bifocals adjusted to a single page, much less that many pages.

And, with a little luck, my world will freeze over soon so that I can breathe easily for a few months – meaning that I will be back in audio book mode.  Otherwise I stop to make too many edits trying to keep the tar off the back of my throat.  I’m looking forward to it.

You know, I never had allergies until I moved to Indiana.  Hmmmmm…..

 
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Posted by on October 27, 2009 in Books, Creativity

 

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The value of anachronism

Anachronism: -noun; something or someone that is not in its correct historical or chronological time, esp. a thing or person that belongs to an earlier time (or a later time)

I started thinking about anachronisms this week. I was walking near a military facility, and I overheard a guy behind me complaining, “It doesn’t rain IN the Army, it rains ON the Army, so you better just learn to deal with it!”  From his strident tone (and yes, it was raining) I was expecting some young person, probably in uniform and walking with a colleague.  I slowed down and adjusted my umbrella because I wanted to see if my hunch was correct.

Yes, I do odd things like that sometimes… But I was very incorrect. Both men were in their 50s, a bit rotund, and obviously reminiscing about having to endure rain while in the service years ago. Neither one had a jacket and it was quite chilly.

While this wasn’t exactly an anachronism, it got me thinking about timelines.  If you’re stuck on a story line, maybe it would be more interesting in a different time.  Let’s look at some modern trends and see if we can jazz things up.

Vampires.  Teens eat these stories for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Goth is still quite popular, and the entertainment industry is sucking it for all it’s worth.  But let’s face it, the urban fiction angles have been about played out haven’t they?  Why not think about your vampire story as set on a space station or planetary outpost.  Or better yet, how would Neanderthal tribes have dealt with vampires?  Would they have figured it out or would they just be free food?  Is that what wiped out the Neanderthals?

If your book deals with politics, why stay with today’s headlines?  Why not move everything back 200 years?  Or better yet, find a nice timeline of maybe the Hundred Years War and set it ahead to maybe 2015.

I started a novel once that set a couple of modern guys back to an age that was somewhere between high fantasy and steampunk.  I never finished it because it got too wierd (yeah, even for me).  It was a hidden area where some magic still lingered, but steam power was used as well.  I think about that setting often, and wonder sometimes if I shouldn’t dust it off.

What I’m trying to say is – no matter what you’re writing, if you are stuck just throw it into a different time and see what you end up with.

 
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Posted by on October 1, 2009 in Books, Creativity, Setting

 

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The creepy season

This blog is something I started as a place to talk about fiction writing.  The problem today is that I’ve been doing far more nonfiction writing, which is kind of a new genre for me.  So to get everybody caught up on what I’ve been doing, I’m going to bridge that chasm in my brain here and leave a breadcrumb for folks to follow.

First off, I did a modernized version of the Jefferson Bible. It’s a pretty modestly sized little book, so why not?  Derivative works don’t usually get updated as often as scripture, and I thought that it would be pretty interesting to see how well it works in today’s English.  You can read more about that project at http://jeffbible21.com. It dovetails nicely with my loves of history and language, and many years pondering theology.

The other project I have just completed is the Haunted Homeowner’s Survival Guide.  There is a ton of misinformation out there, and ‘reality’ TV shows of folks chasing spooks doesn’t help the situation.  I’m condensing the web site content into a downloadable PDF just to help people out. There will be a version on Smashwords for other eBook readers, and I will ask a modest price for the download to help cover the costs of my domain setup. There will be a coupon program too, so no fears there.

I think my favorite part of the web site (http://hauntedhomeowners.com)is when I short circuit a lot of the preconceived notions about paranormal events by letting you think about something parallel but completely different.


Let’s put the shoe on the other foot for a minute.

Suppose I say that I have an invisible unicorn in my closet.  I want you to find him and get rid of him for me, okay? He throws clothes off the hangars and into piles in the corner. He turns the lights on and off, and I hear his hooves on the floor sometimes.

How do you catch a unicorn?  I’m glad you asked, because there are two basic schools of unicorn catching.

1)  Believe there may be a unicorn.  You give me the benefit of the doubt, and try to find the unicorn. Set up your cameras, thermal detectors, magic field finders, and hoof sensors.  If you find any evidence that way, you’ll be inclined to believe you really did find a unicorn.  That’s what you were looking for, isn’t it?

2)  Believe there might not be any unicorn.  Using this method you would investigate the hangars to make sure the clothes should have stayed on them. Is there anything in the closet that could have knocked the clothes off? Check the piles of clothes to see if it is just normally discarded laundry (ew!) or if it has anything else going on.  Does the light switch have a second circuit, a faulty switch or a loose lightbulb?  Check out the floor carefully for construction faults, noises caused by seasonal expansion and contraction from heating systems or air conditioning.  Lastly, you’d think about getting an evaluation of me at the hospital, because most sane people don’t believe they have unicorns in their closet.

In this case, if you use the term ‘unicorn’ with me, it is an agreement that something odd is going on, even if there is no invisible beast in there with a horn growing out of its forehead.

With either method you may find a simply unexplainable phenomena. Or you may decide it was all just my cat.

What is a ghost? Many people would commonly answer that it is the remaining spiritual energy of a human who is no longer alive.  What is a demon? Many people would commonly answer that it is an energy force or a spiritual entity of a being who is not human, probably with hostile (or at best not friendly) intentions.

Great! But what does that mean in measurable, scientific terms? How can anybody know for certain the difference between a ghost and a demon?  What kind of spiritual energy is this, exactly?  Does it have a voltage?  How many milliwatts does it take to create an apparition or a moving shadow?  Energy fields are measurable, so this should be a piece of cake, right?


So if you happen to find a piece of ectoplasm, please save it for me. I want to see if I can charge my cell phone with it….   I’ve decided that creativity can be used in nonfiction writing.  Maybe that is a lesson appropriate for this page after all.

 
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Posted by on September 12, 2009 in Creativity, Web/Tech, Weblogs

 

Thinking about thinking

The wheels of thought, though elastic, are hard as iron. They spin together like a great conflagration of metal and steam, pushing out new ideas faster than sausages. Each thought gives rise to new thoughts, each with its own children and cousins. These new thoughts percolate back through the system, achieving even grander results (at least sometimes).


This transformation of thought could be plotted on a graph, perhaps. The rate of change (or progress) is never constant.
Ah – but then again, these wheels once in full progress, can be hushed in an instant with any distraction as an excuse. That must be one hell of a braking system for those wheels.
Or, is it more like the process is ephemeral. Soap bubble analogies, anyone? No. Maybe not. Soap bubbles don’t do anything but burst after catching the sun for a brief moment on the breeze.
I used to be content waiting for thoughts to come. Much like fishing, only in an internal lake of the soul. I would wait for them to come, casting my line where I observed, or hoped to find, some clues bubbling to the surface.
Now I must go scuba diving to find my thoughts. They hide under ledges, obscured by seaweeds, hidden in caves of deeply troubled rocky facades, and protected by predator fishes.
I can see why so many people choose not to pursue thinking. They prefer to stand on shore and have their little social parties and watch the time go by, mindless that there is serious work that needs doing.
 
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Posted by on August 21, 2009 in Creativity

 

When writing isn’t easy

I find my muse in the closet, behind the spot where the cat hides in storms, behind heavy coats, in the darkest safest place. She looks up at me above tear-streaked cheeks, with more moisture rolling down rosy tender curves.
I'm not working at that office today. I can spend some time with you. Are you doing okay?
A blank stare.
I need to do some writing, can you please come out for a bit?
Nothing.
I need you to not be afraid. There are no protests in Iran today. Can you come out?
A reluctant pout.
Is it Michael?
Nod.
Is it Farrah? Is it Ed? Is it David Carradine?
Nod. Nod. Nod.
Or is it Neda?
Sobs.
Hiding here in my closet won't make it feel any better. Would you like some chocolate?
Shrug.
Do you need more time?
Nod.
I understand. I really do. I'll just have to see what I can write without you.

 
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Posted by on June 26, 2009 in Creativity

 

Where do you find characters?

I've taken a nearly 30-day hiatus from this blog while I got heavily involved in this writing project. I don't always multitask well, so I felt it was better to streamline the number of pots I was putting my fingers into in any given day.

I even abandoned Twitter for the duration, which was actually kind of a relief.

But that's not what you're here for, is it?
Characters: Where do you find them?  

For today's thought, let's think about Serendipity.  
I often go people-watching.  I go with a purpose – not just to kill time.  Most recently I was in a coffee shop / restaurant, and decided to grab a large coffee and sit for a bit.  There were not many people in there at the time, so I selected a group of older women as my eavesdropping target and sat three tables away.  They had scrunched three tables together, and were chatting away animatedly with gales of laughter and titters of giggles.  This should be good, right?

I estimated that these ladies were in their 50s or so.  For all I knew it was the leftovers of a church prayer breakfast, a community social, or maybe an extended group of long time friends.

I was fully expecting conversations about kids, grandkids, husbands, jobs, the economy, politics, or the weather.  The bits of conversation I got initially were kind of confusing.  I stared out a window so that I wasn't looking at them, letting their words draw pictures for me in the sky, listening to the banter and the occasional giggles.

"Well, when I got busted, it was not like that at all!"

What?  These ladies were comparing arrest records and cop stories!  I listened longer.  There was a brief debate about some court procedures, and then the subject changed to an event they were planning.  I had missed the meat of the conversation.

But it got me thinking, I certainly would not have expected that conversation – which brings me to the power of surprise.  How many times have you written your fiction so that your characters always seem to be doing exactly what you would expect a person to do in that instance?

Real creativity lets you break out of conventional expectations and surprise people.  It should be just as full of surprises as life itself.
 
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Posted by on May 18, 2009 in Character, Creativity

 
 
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