Tag: My Stories

Character Interview: Cor Claris

Character Interview: Cor Claris

If Tiberius is my favorite character from The Last Assassin, Cor is a close second. He’s basically Catessa’s nephew, and he’s so sweet and wise. ^-^ I think my favorite line of his is:

We can’t just leave them! They’re our family, not some casual friends we can leave when the going gets tough. You should never leave just because the going gets tough. When you become friends with someone it’s a promise that you’ll stick by them through thick and thin. How much more so when you make yourselves family?

He’s extremely wise for his age and he’s adorable and I just want to hug him every time he comes into the story. But anyway, on to his interview. Continue reading “Character Interview: Cor Claris”

How To Write Likeable Characters

How To Write Likeable Characters

I’ve decided that the key to writing likeable characters is to make them complex and layered. Characters are what I – and I think most readers – connect to and come to love most in a book, so it’s important to write them well.

I will like pretty much any type of character – creepy psychopaths, classic villains, flirts, princesses, peasants, assassins, blacksmiths, con men – so long as they haven’t done anything utterly unforgivable… And so long as they’re deep and layered. Unless it’s a spoiled brat of a princess, in which case Continue reading “How To Write Likeable Characters”

The “Boxes” I Put My Characters In

The “Boxes” I Put My Characters In

People say it’s bad to put people in boxes, and the same applies to characters. I say that if you know they won’t fit neatly in the box it can help you get to know your character to put them in it. It can help you understand their values and flaws and strengths better. Here are the boxes I’m mostly talking about:

Harry Potter Houses: Yep. I’m a nerd. Although, not a Harry Potter nerd. I have yet to read it. (Long story short: It’s on my tablet and my tablet broke.) However, Continue reading “The “Boxes” I Put My Characters In”

Mourning Marie – Short Story Sunday

Mourning Marie – Short Story Sunday

This is another short story I wrote as a character’s backstory, and it’s even sadder than The Dust Thief, so be prepared. (Change in tenses was intentional. Don’t throw me under the bus for that, please.)

 

“Alick! We’re going to the hospital!”

Alick recognized his father’s voice and his eyes widened. It was time! His mother was in labor!

He dashed through the halls, not even bothering to put on shoes, and threw open the door, nearly forgetting to close it behind him.

The car was already pulling out Continue reading “Mourning Marie – Short Story Sunday”