So yesterday I wrote a little over a thousand words!
Please don’t shoot me! I tried! I just- got distracted by other characters?
Alright, that is an excuse and not even a very good one. I’ll try to do better. I HAVE to do better, or I’m not going to finish. So yeah. *nods* Note to self. Concentration is for cool people. Look into that.
And now I need another interview so I can figure out who on earth I’m writing! Or, who in space, because it’s SF… Anyways. Say hi to Sym, everyone!
*Sym greets the chorus of “hi’s” with a guilty flinch, and then glares at everyone*
Sym: “What’s your problem? Huh?” Interviewer: “How old are you?” S: “Green.” I: “Height?” S: “I don’t care what any of the girls said, I can’t fit through there. They just like whining. It’s their hobby. Whining and being stupid.” I: “Do you have any bad habits?” S: “You know, that depends on- Wait…. Why do you ask?” I: “What’s your hairstyle?” S: “I don’t understand the question.” I: “Have any kids?” S: “Dozens. Get over it.” I: “Favorite food?” S: “There are kinds of food?” I. “Killed anyone?” S: “I’ve got amnesia, see. No idea. Probably thousands. OR YOU COULD LOOKING IT UP YOUR SELF ON YOUR FLATLINING COMPUTER YOU”VE GOT THERE YOU GIRL. So no, no idea really.” I: “Hate anyone?” S: “Only stupid people. So most of humanity, yeah. And all girls.” I: “Any secrets?” S: *smirks* I: “Love anyone?” S: *Tries to continue smirking, but goes red.* “Whatever.” I: “What is your job?” S: “No idea. Like I said. You’re a moron and a girl.” I: “Are you a boy or a girl?” S: *So. Much. Profanity.* I: “Family?” S: “What do YOU think, machine-headed girl-idiot-child?” I: “Best Friends?” S: “No one I’d tell YOU about.” I: “What was the most surprising moment in your life up until now?” S: “When I woke up and didn’t know who I was.” *laughs* I: “Where would you rather be?” S: “Where else COULD I rather be?” I: “Ever wish to be something else?” S: “Have something else? Yeah. Be someone else? MASK no.” I: “Ever kissed anyone that’s not a family member?” S: *so red*
Today, at work, my plot finally arrived. It may have been fifteen days late, but it’s HERE!
Which really means I need characters. I realized, (belatedly, I know,) that my brain was still stuck on short stories. In them, you really only need one character trait, or maybe two. There just isn’t time to fit other things in them? And now I’m trying long form again. MUST SHUNT MY BRAIN ONTO NEW TRACK.
This post, therefore, is my attempt to nail down one of my characters. Say hello to Johanne, everyone!
Johanne: “Hi.” *dry tone* Interviewer: “How old are you?” J: “Seventeen? Why do you ask?” I. “Height?” J: “Tall enough…” I: “Do you have any bad habits? “ J: “That depends on who you ask, really.” *bright, fake smile* I: “What’s your hairstyle?” J: “It’s- hair.” *looks at hair, nonplussed* “Dark and in a ponytail?” I. “Have any kids?” J: *stares* “Wow. That’s just- a special question. If you’ve seen me out and about, that would be my siblings? You know, not every family has 2.4 children? Some people get a bit edge about cutting their children into five pieces and only keeping two of the limbs. I’m just saying.” I: “Favourite food?” J: “Sandwiches? You know, I really don’t have an absolute favourite. I like cold food, but nothing really stands out.” I: “Killed anyone?” J: “I’d like to exercise my right to legal council.” I: “Hate anyone?” J: “Is my lawyer here yet?” I: “Any secrets?” J: “Have I been keeping my desire for a lawyer secret? Because I think I’ve been pretty open about that.” *Later* New Interviewer: “Do you love anyone?” J: *small grin* “I wouldn’t say I’m incapable of emotion, no. I’m quite close with my family, even when we don’t get along. They’re very important to me.” NI: “What is your job?” J: “I’m a student, but for medical reasons I’m studying at home.” NI: “Are you a boy or a girl?” J: “Well, that sales woman was certainly lying about this shirt being flattering to my so-called curves.” *looks up as the pause stretches on. “That was a real quest- girl.” *sits back and folds her arms, eyebrows raised.* “I am medically female.” NI: “Family?” J: *pause* “I wasn’t cloned, no…” NI: “Best Friends?” J: “Are you capable of using verbs? I think that’s the questions we’re all waiting on!” NI: “What was the most surprising moment in your life up until now?” J: “WELL DONE, you. I applaud your use of language. I’d say that moment right up there, when you spoke so eloquently- that has to be in the top five.” NI: “Where would you rather be?” J: “Thank here? How long do I have to list places?” NI: “Ever wish to be something else?” J: “It is my fondest and most heartfelt desire to be a knife. Or a feather. I don’t know what I want. Where are you GETTING these questions?” NI: “Ever kissed anyone that’s not a family member?” J: *totally red* “N-no?”
So there’s Johanne. Touchy and mad, and not at all as worldly as she likes to tell herself. 😀
You see yourself as noble, and someone who could even win prizes for nobility. Your family has long been cynical of mystical explanations for things, and embraced Newtonian physics and Darwinian evolution long before much of the world. But you still won’t let go of your faith in medieval-era hierarchies. You find wooden spoons to be shameful, and have no objections to minor acts of vandalism. While you’ve moved away from ministers, you don’t mind the Ministry of Silly Walks.
“In my desire to help others, I have created a quiz with some of the common symptoms of book slut behavior. If you have one or more of these symptoms, you too, may be a book slut.” Does this sound like you…
You read more than one book at a time, sometimes even more than one in a day. (For a while I wasn’t doing this, but I recently backslid. *cough* I currently have six books on the go?)
You can’t pass a table of discounted books without feeling that you might be missing out on something really good. (People pass tables of discounted books?)
You belong to at least one book club. (Sadly, no. Unless you count goodreads?)
As you are nearing the end of one book, you are already thinking of the next one. (*Combs hair out of eyes* Yes? And?)
It stresses you out that there are more delicious books in the world than you can possibly read. (Um. Food is optional, right? I can, I mean, I’ll live a long life! I’ll stick to only a few genres! I’ll read fast! *weeps as reality strikes*)
You will read anything. If it is a book, you’ll read it. And probably even enjoy it. (No, I have standards! I won’t read trashy romances- anymore. And I don’t like horror, unless it’s written by certain authors, and uh, Christian Fiction! I don’t like Christian Fiction! Unless there’s nothing else to read…)
Book workers, i.e. booksellers and librarians, know you by name. (I’ve been offered three jobs, they know my file from memory, and they knew me when I was twelve. *pause* Whut? Whut?)
For you, reading isn’t just an in-bed-before-you-fall-asleep activity, you will also read in public if the opportunity arises. (I’ve been told off for reading in the middle of parties, but come on. That conversation just wasn’t interesting!)
You carry books with you–just in case you find an opportunity for a quickie. (You mean you don’t?)
You try to hook others by gifting books or by promoting your favourites by saying things like, “Everyone is reading this and they love it. Just try it.” (Not just one, very much. Well, only with my close friends and cohorts.)
You will take a free book even if you aren’t interested in it. (Don’t knock it till you try it!)
There aren’t enough bookshelves in your house to hold all your books. (Heck no. I’m using orange crates and banker’s boxes and the top of my dresser and the floor.)
Friends describe you as an ‘avid reader.’ (No, friends describe me as insane. People who don’t know me either think I’m a reader or photographer, weirdly enough.)
If you replied ‘that sounds like me’ to 1-2 of the above, you have begun exhibiting signs of being a book slut. There is no immediate cause for concern. If you replied ‘that sounds like me’ to 3-5 of the above, you are in significant danger of developing into a book slut. If symptoms worsen, seek support. You do not need to go through this alone. If you replied ‘that sounds like me’ to 6-9 of the above, you are a book slut. Seek support immediately. If you replied ‘that’s sounds like me’ to 10-13 of the above, you are a book slut of the highest order. There is no hope for you. Embrace your book slutishness and repeat with me (loud and proud), “I am a book slut!”
I’m getting excited about Nano. Mmmhm. And I’m also getting excited about my new characters! But I still don’t really know who they are- sooo I’m going to interogate them, with the good ol’ character quiz! I think I might also have to do this again after Nano, since the characters will have been through a lot. ^_^
Later: (Also. Listen to this song. Do it. Usually Christian Music makes me want to beat someone’s head against a wall, but I actually like this one! Heh. That probably doesn’t say good things about me…)
Much Later: Wow. This took a while.
Rules: 1. Choose a few of your own characters. Five at the most one at the least. 2. Make them answer the following questions. 3. Feel free to go ahead and add some question yourself!!
Nanami Tajima (Formerly Dawn)
Adam Hewitt (Formerly Matthew)
Laura Hough (Formerly Lisa)
How old are you?
Why am I even here? Shut the hell up.
Do you have any bad habits?
No, I’m bloody perfect.
That’s a matter of opinion.
I’m sorry, what was that?
*sparkles* A few.
Who’s your mate/spouse/SO?
I refuse to answer on the grounds that the answer might incriminate me. *smirks*
Well. If there’s an arranged marriage in the works, it hasn’t been mentioned to me yet. *smiles slightly*
I’m not dating till I’m older, and more settled.
Spouse? I said I’m 16! *angry, and then laughs it off*
Let me just check my little black book…
(Athur’s Note: I’ve been feeling very single lately. So it will be an interesting excercise, to see if my characters can remain mostly un-attatched.)
Have any kids?
*looks slightly ill* Uh, no…
What kind of a question is that! I’m a teenager!
*grins* Why do you ask? Is the clinic going after unpaid bills again?
*instantly* Bacon cheeseburger with extra bacon and grilled onions.
[Something in Japanese which I am too lazy to look up]
Chocolate cake with chocolate ships and chocolate icing and chocolate ice cream with chocolate shavings and chocolate sauce.
Mrs. Thorpe’s Melba pudding with vanilla ice cream. *blushes for no apparent reason*
Anything that isn’t sardines. Oh wait, I like sardines too. Anything that isn’t baked beans, then.
Favorite Ice cream flavour?
Uh. Vanilla? The really good kind? *uncertain* With Olive oil, you know?
Bubblegum! Want some?
But, there are OVER 9000!!!!11!!11 THIS IS MADNESS!!!!
Who told you that?
I might as well have, if you ask some people.
No, I have not.
Every night, man. Every night. *grins*
That would imply that I care.
Of course not!
Oh, a little bit. But not badly!
Hitler. Oh, and Bush. Are those the right answers now? I always forget…
Of course not! Er.
Why would I have secrets!
Can I have more Mountain Dew?
Your Mom. *grins suddenly*
My family, I guess…
My Family, and Jesus.
Your Mom. *high fives Ewan*
What is your job?
*looks at you*
I’m a Cashier in the grocery store.
I’m a student, and of course I volunteer a lot, but nothing that pays yet.
I work Drive-Thru!
I work in the sterile supply lab at the hospital, part-time.
Are you a boy or a girl?
Jellyfish. Seriously, Eff off.
Boy, I guess.
What’s your family like?
Assholes. You care why?
Large, affectionate and gifted. *flatly*
Great! Why do you ask?
My mother is a whore and my father is a drunk. I don’t believe that has much bearing on me. Next question?
Oh, they’re fine. Little sister, older brother, two parents, one of each gender. Do you want their social insurance numbers? *skeptically amused grin*
Do you have any best Friends?
Lots! *sparkles* We hang out all the time. I wouldn’t have passed chemistry without Becky’s help!
What was the most surprising moment in your life up until now?
When I was born. *flatly*
Probably when I was born. *Nanami and Ewan look at each other uncertainly*
The most surprising? Well, failing that math test was pretty shocking.
When Robbie asked me out! *giggles* He’s SO cute!
When I tripped over my shoelace last week. *soberly* I did NOT expect to see the floor in such an intimate manner. I mean, I’m just not that kind of girl!
Where would you rather be?
Anywhere that’s not here?
Anywhere other than here? *Nanami and Ewan look at each other uncertainly again*
On a beach, relaxing. I mean, College. Right.
At a Movie! Or a party!
Ever kissed anyone that’s not a family member?
Sure. Lots of girls. *glares dangerously*
I don’t understand the question. *calmly*
I said I’m not dating till I’m older! Didn’t you hear me?
Why would I want to kiss my family members?
*grins* Wanna answer the question conclusively?
What’s your religion?
My family are Christians. I lean more agnostic. God certainly doesn’t care about me, why should I care in return?
I’m a Baptist, and a strong Christian.
*winks* Why you you ask?
I’m aethist. *shrugs*
Do you have any hobbies?
Arson, murder, drugs, chess, the ushe.
I built models for fun. Sports aren’t really hobbies, technically.
I’m on the jump-rope team! But I have to work a lot.
I am passionately interested in stamp collection, and other nerdish things. *grins*
Ahem. When I SHOULD have been cleaning my room, I discovered this. *chortles* I’m not sure how accurate they are, but, I found the quiz Very Amusing. Which is perhaps because I just woke up. *cough*
You should all take it. *pushes you towards quiz* 😀
Kael is only a little like you. She isn’t really very cool: she blends into crowds, she hangs out on the fringes at parties, and wearing shades after dark makes her run into things. She may have sometimes thought that she was special, or destined for greater things, but probably dismissed the idea as a fantasy. She’s had more than her fair share of hard knocks, and probably spends more time than she ought moaning about it. And she’s gotten no slack from you.
In general, you care deeply about Kael, but you’re smart enough to let her stand on her own, without burdening her with your personal fantasies or propping her up with idealization and over-dramatization. Kael is a healthy character with a promising career ahead of her.
I Love Her, I Let Her Go 9
You Mean Plaid Is Out? 7
I’m Destined For What? 3
Angst R Us 16
Momma HATES Her! 1
Jennet is only a little like you. She is not at all cool; in fact, she thinks cool is a temperature reading, and when she says “Oh, I just put on whatever old thing’s lying around,” she means “on the floor, where I threw it last night – but I turned the underwear inside out first.” There’s never been anything special about her that she could see; boy, is she in for a surprise. She’s come in for her share of hurt, but gotten off with minor damage. And she’s gotten no slack from you.
In general, you care deeply about Jennet, but you’re smart enough to let her stand on her own, without burdening her with your personal fantasies or propping her up with idealization and over-dramatization. Jennet is a healthy character with a promising career ahead of her.