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This is a time for everyone to reflect on what they have in their lives to be thankful for. Often, in our writing, we struggle through the conflicts with our characters. Since this is the holiday season, I wondered, what do your characters have to be thankful for. And anyone who wants to share good news here as well, may feel free.
Most writers love to read. I’ve noticed through reading, that many characters love to read as well. It must be the book lover in authors.
So my questions to you are: What books do your characters read? Who are their favorite authors? What genre is their favs? What kind of characters do they relate to?
I have found a new love. Indian food. And yes, I mean food from India. I love it. Can’t get enough. While talking to Brenna one day, we started talking about what kind of foods our characters like.
Would my Sam like Indian food? She loves Mexican, hamburgers, and lasagna, but isn’t a huge fan of hot dogs, pretzels, and fish. I think there are some of the Indian foods she’d like better than others.
Andrew would love it all, and very spicy. He loves all things hot.
In the book I’m currently working on, In The Dark, Memphis likes Mac and Cheese, Spaghetti O’s, and pizza, but doesn’t most like pastas. She grew up on the run and ate a lot of Ramon Noodles, so she doesn’t like those at all. She doesn’t eat out much, a quick hamburger here and there, but since she doesn’t date–until she meets Laif–she pretty much eats what her 11 year old son wants. She’s happy with it, since her taste buds haven’t really grown up. I think she’d about gag on most India food, just from looking at it. She’d have a hard time putting it in her mouth. If dared, she would, and I bet she’d love it. Maybe well see.
So, what foods do your characters like? Dislike? Are they allergic to anything?
Play with this and have fun. You might learn something new about those beings running around in your head.
“Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being “in love” which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.” -St. Augustine (from the movie Captain Corelli’s Mandolin)
This is the month of love. It’s sometimes simple, sometimes so complicated, it leaves broken hearts and tears.
What made your character fall in love? Were there many things, or was it simple?
Okay, I want an agent, to be published, and have millions read my work, but this is really about what your characters wanted or received. Even if the holidays don’t happen during the span of time your novel takes place, what would they want for Christmas, Hanuka, or whichever holiday your characters celebrate?
My husband wants a dog. I am not what you would call “a dog person”.
I don’t like dogs. Not even a little. They smell bad. They try to lick you. They jump. They bark. The give your legs some pretty awkward hugs, over and over and over and over again. They drool. They are a lot of work! I’m already taking care of three kids and a husband. I really don’t need to add a dog to that.
My kids on the other hand love dogs, as does my husband, so I’m feeling a bit outvoted.
What would your characters do it their significant other brought home a dog they were not expecting? Are they “a dog person”? If not, why? Is it the smell?