I've seen a lot of people writing stuff, excruciatingly painfully explaining every single twitch that character had in the first few pages of that story. People, we do not need to know the entire biography of someone right when you open the story. Why? Well, first of all, because we do not care. We are not yet attached to that character emotionally, so it's definitely not interesting. There are few authors that can pull this off, and they have their methods.
Best was to describe characters is, first of all, gradually, over the entire length of the story, so the reader gets to know it and gets attached to it, and then, use a lot of dialogue and interaction. You can very well describe your character through dialogue, he can answer inspired questions put by other characters, so you don't need to foolishly explain everything to your readers.
That should be a ground rule. Your readers are not stupid. If you hint them something, they will probably understand what you meant without trying to give them every single bit of information you have stacked up. Also, don't have every single character of your fully developed in your mind in the beginning. Of course, if that happens, it doesn't mean it's wrong, but you will be amazed at how much your character can evolve while you're writing your story. Every twist and turn in the plot, will obviously affect your characters, and through that you will find out how they're shaped and how they react to different impediments. Test yourself, put a character through a few different actions that would obviously endanger it. Write down how he or she would react to that. After doing that, you'll have a much clearer picture on how brave your character is. You can do this for a bunch of other qualities you can think of.
I hope my advice will help you, and hoping to see some feedback here.
Start writing.
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Monday, September 10, 2007
Flight
I have been pretty busy recently, writing more on more. The Glass Gazebo is going further and further at a pace I really enjoy writing in. Soon enough I will post here some other fragments of the stuff I'm writing. Pretty much the major characters of the novel are all set up, and I'm starting to get into the details of the minor ones, since they are important as well, right?
Oh well, now, I have some other personal stuff to tell you, if you're interested. Otherwise, just ignore this post. Just kidding.
I have been to Boston a couple of days ago, to set up a flight for Paris I am taking at the end of this month. Usually, I go to Boston by Ferry from Provincetown, it's a nice smooth ride, you don't get to see to much, but it's enjoyable and gets you there pretty fast. Pretty fast means a little more than an hour and a half, compared to the excruciatingly painful 3-4 hours that a bus needs to take to get there.
The interesting story starts now, the day before I got to Boston I took an afternoon nap at home. I still remember what I dreamt. It wasn't a very interesting dream, however it gave me a brilliant idea. In my dream I was flying from Provincetown to New york instead of going by Ferry. Even more exciting, the airport was right next to Long Wharf, where the ferry docks. I woke up, got on my bike and headed towards the airport. I was curious how much the plane fare was for Boston. I got there, and after finding out the price I bought a ticket for the first flight out the next day.
I do not remember exactly the name of the plane I was on, it was some type of Cessna, a plane, that, I suppose you already know that, has a very limited size. This one could carry up to a staggering 8 passengers plus the pilot. Of course the pilot's "cabin" wasn't separated from the rest of the seating area, so, if you were lucky enough to sit on the sit next to the captain, it would have been a very interesting flight, worth all the money spent on it. And so I was pretty lucky, since I got to sit there on my return flight, and kinda figure out what he was doing there.
I love planes, I always did, and I have had my fair share of flying. Including this last trip I have been on, I've been on 22 flights. It's not that much, but it's more than a lot of people I know have flown. Anyways, that's what I wanted to tell you, raegarding my personal life. Leave comments wherever you like and be sure to come back.
Oh well, now, I have some other personal stuff to tell you, if you're interested. Otherwise, just ignore this post. Just kidding.
I have been to Boston a couple of days ago, to set up a flight for Paris I am taking at the end of this month. Usually, I go to Boston by Ferry from Provincetown, it's a nice smooth ride, you don't get to see to much, but it's enjoyable and gets you there pretty fast. Pretty fast means a little more than an hour and a half, compared to the excruciatingly painful 3-4 hours that a bus needs to take to get there.
The interesting story starts now, the day before I got to Boston I took an afternoon nap at home. I still remember what I dreamt. It wasn't a very interesting dream, however it gave me a brilliant idea. In my dream I was flying from Provincetown to New york instead of going by Ferry. Even more exciting, the airport was right next to Long Wharf, where the ferry docks. I woke up, got on my bike and headed towards the airport. I was curious how much the plane fare was for Boston. I got there, and after finding out the price I bought a ticket for the first flight out the next day.
I do not remember exactly the name of the plane I was on, it was some type of Cessna, a plane, that, I suppose you already know that, has a very limited size. This one could carry up to a staggering 8 passengers plus the pilot. Of course the pilot's "cabin" wasn't separated from the rest of the seating area, so, if you were lucky enough to sit on the sit next to the captain, it would have been a very interesting flight, worth all the money spent on it. And so I was pretty lucky, since I got to sit there on my return flight, and kinda figure out what he was doing there.
I love planes, I always did, and I have had my fair share of flying. Including this last trip I have been on, I've been on 22 flights. It's not that much, but it's more than a lot of people I know have flown. Anyways, that's what I wanted to tell you, raegarding my personal life. Leave comments wherever you like and be sure to come back.
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Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Advice: Don't put too much of yourself into your writing
If there is one thing I learned while writing short stories and starting to write a novel is that putting too much of yourself into something you write doesn't always work and doesn't always appeal to your readers.
Yes, it's fine to distinguish one of your characters with your qualities, flaws and maybe something really exciting that has happened to you and you want to share with the world, but writing too much about yourself into a fiction piece will not work.
Why? Because, let's face it, you as an individual, unless you've been to war or experienced a truly traumatic event, will not have a story as interesting as a "fictional" character you can mold and turn into anything you like.
If you want to tell your life story, wait till you are famous and then publish it as non-fiction. Till then, let your characters be free, don't assimilate them with you.
Yes, it's fine to distinguish one of your characters with your qualities, flaws and maybe something really exciting that has happened to you and you want to share with the world, but writing too much about yourself into a fiction piece will not work.
Why? Because, let's face it, you as an individual, unless you've been to war or experienced a truly traumatic event, will not have a story as interesting as a "fictional" character you can mold and turn into anything you like.
If you want to tell your life story, wait till you are famous and then publish it as non-fiction. Till then, let your characters be free, don't assimilate them with you.
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