She doesn’t talk a lot, and when she does talk, it’s usually pretty guarded.
#WORDIFY MY SENTENCES FULL#
Nearly every time I write a full sentence for her I feel like it’s too much. And I’m kinda used to having introspective, self-aware characters who revel in those words, composing significant dialogue and having a fair amount of running commentary in their heads. That includes feelings and thoughts and reactions and attempts to include other people. I have this wordiness problem, as y’all well know, and though it’s gotten a LOT better in recent years, I still have a tendency to wordify things. And because of that, I actually have to work really hard to stop my own inclinations from elbowing their way in when the flow clatters a little bit and I’m trying to keep going. She’s more divergent from being Me than most of my characters–not just in life circumstances (because all my characters have very different life circumstances from me), but in the way she speaks and thinks and IS. Tagged ace of arts | Leave a comment | Not Me This important relationship needs to get rolling. I want to do another school scene with Brady. This week’s partial chapter included a page of that stuff and then some more family dynamics featuring Megan hanging out with Dyane and Dyane’s boyfriend Corey. (This is kind of spawned by her teacher telling her she needs more than one kind of piece in her portfolio if she’s going to apply to art school, so she’s kind of in panic mode looking for a way to translate her usual art-making techniques into different products. I’m going to spend the next few even-chapter openings cluttering this place up while she’s experimenting with her art.
In the latest chapter opening, I gave her a weird clean slate (after two other chapters established what she usually looks at in imaginary cityscapes). It’s a little bit like Finding Mulligan, which is my book about a girl who lives one life when she’s awake and a different one when she’s asleep (but she believes she is two different people in those different places). It’s really, really interesting to write. It’s like the imaginary cities can contribute to her real life, and her real life can contribute to her cities. (There’s never any “I” in them.) My character has opinions about these city environments and her thoughts translate into drawings later, but what’s also interesting is that she’ll incorporate things she wants to be there into her drawings and if she goes back to those imaginary cities those things are there. She interacts with these cityscape scenes in a very peculiar way: mostly she’s just an observer, but she does act upon the environment without it being clear that “she” is actually there, and these scenes are written in present tense with a detached narrator. My character does this thing–so far only on of every even chapter–where she views an imaginary city, and it later becomes one of her drawings. So I’m gonna talk about cityscape scenes.
I forget how much stuff I got written this week, but it did what I wanted it to do.
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