In my opinion, the most important
part of a book is its characters. It doesn't matter how good the story is; if
the characters are too flat, too perfect or too unbelievable, no one will want
to read it. Consequently, a lot of work needs to go into creating a character.
Every time I introduce a new
character (at least, one I feel is important enough to name), I pause in my
writing to come up with some background information for them. Sometimes it’s
just a few sentences describing what they look like and how they act, often I
add in a bit of history to explain their personality and where they came from
and, every so often, I go into great detail about their history – sometimes tying
their ancestry into the history I've written or even panning a book surrounding
them. Then I go back to my book and continue writing.
This is where it gets complicated
and even a little weird. You see, that first little bit of writing was just the
start of the character. They are then
born in my mind and developed further and further as they are written. In fact,
it gets to a point where they take on a life of their own. They seem to gain
the ability to think for themselves and, as their writer, I feel like I become
a tool for telling their stories. I can’t count the times that my characters have
surprised me with things they've said or done! Or the times they've done things
I specifically wanted them not to (probably just to spite me).
Needless to say, because of how
lifelike characters can become, authors can get very attached to them. It’s a
bit like raising children, really. You want what’s best for them and want to
teach them not to make all the mistakes you know they’re going to, but you know
you need to let them go ahead with it so they’ll learn. It becomes hard, sometimes,
to put them through all the trials and torments that make a good story, but it
has to be done because otherwise there’s no story to be told.
The worst thing is when you have to
kill off a character. It is extremely
difficult to do, but often a necessity. Even a minor character has to have
enough effort put into them that their death will have meaning to the readers,
which means the author has to have a deep connection with them. The result is
feeling like you've just killed a good friend.
Personally, I find it fascinating
that a fictional character – a figment of my imagination! – can become so
incredibly real. It’s almost as if sections of my brain take on the role of these
characters, telling me how they’d act and why. That’s the only explanation I
can find for how this phenomenon occurs. Either that or I'm just crazy. Then
again, I've heard so many other authors say the same thing that I can’t be that crazy.
If nothing else, learning about this
has made me rethink how mad I used to get at authors for killing off characters
I liked. I realize now that those characters were just living out their own
lives and their deaths probably were harder for their authors than for me.
Unless, of course, those authors were sadistic psychopaths....
If there's any subject you'd like to see me ramble on about, feel free to leave a comment asking me to do so.
If there's any subject you'd like to see me ramble on about, feel free to leave a comment asking me to do so.
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