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On Perspective…

So I decided as a writing exercise that I would challenge myself to the weekly writing challenge.  What better way to work on my writing than to write on a subject that does not come from my own cranium.

For the current week, this was the challenge: to write about perspective…..

  • For our fiction writers, cultivate a character. Through your imagination, pinpoint a common theme in his or her life, and show us how your character’s perspective changes as he or she grows older.

What actually came to mind was my first real fleshed out character: Rei Ettowa.

She is one of the main characters from The Rebirth Trilogy.  She is the reincarnation of a Micaela Roya.  Both women have very rich and unique back stories but one thing I touch on in Rebirth is that while one is the reincarnation of another, that does not mean they are the same person.

But this is not what I want to talk about.

I first came up with Rei when I was about twelve or thirteen; I also made her the same age.  I have always stuck with the old addage: write what you know.  I knew what went through a thirteen-year-old’s head because I was thirteen.  When I did my second re-write in college not only did I grow up but so did Rei.  I increased her age to twenty where she remains even though I am twenty-seven now.

As I was growing up, I realized that I needed Rei to grow up as well.  In order for her to realistically face the hardships she will face in her adventures I needed her to be more mature.  I still have her to be young and naive thus twenty being a great age for the first book.

Rei lost her parents when she was young and was raised by a woman called Hotara.  Rei may not have had biological parents but she was never lacking in parental figures.  She did have an older brother, Niklaryn.  She loved him dearly but rarely got to see him because he had become a knight and was off in the civil war.  He also died when she was thirteen and she never completely recovered from that.  By twenty, she had worked in the family bar and dealt with ruffians and bedouins in her travels a cross the desert.  She will also dabble in what will be the great love of her life but (like myself) she does not truly understand the seriousness of it all until she grows older.

In the second book, I let age a few more years pass to where she is 24.  When I look back at how I was at ages 20 and 24, I was completely different people.  At twenty, I had just reached adulthood and I was in my second year of college.  I was more mature than a freshman but I had never quiet experienced love but I knew how to have fun.  But by twenty four, I had had my heart broken a few times and faced difficult stresses in life of finishing college (as long as I didn’t fail genetics) and finding a job and living on my own for the first time.

There is a chance that I may make her older still but while I am not working on that book I am nothing thinking about it.   As a twenty seven year old, I have gained even more wisdom than when I was twenty four.  I have gained more experience living on my own and have finally experienced a great love; such experiences will help my writing.  Again, I still write what I know.

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On Bronx…

Oh Bronx….

His name came from the movie: The Medicine Man.  Sean Connery plays a doctor in the Amazon who is joined by another American Doctor. Our Scotsman decides that he will not call her by her first name.  He wanted to give her a tribal name, a nickname.  She came from the Bronx, New York…thus her nickname was Bronx.

When I was first writing the story, I had another name for the Underworld.  I had called it Styx (after the River Styx in Greek Mythology).  For a sense of symmetry, I wanted to give my Death Volocio a name that would fit….essentially a name with an ‘x’ in it: Bronx.

Ta Da!

Obviously, the Underworld is still the Underworld, but Bronx is still Bronx.  His physical appearance has always stayed the same: pale skin, dark hair and dark eyes.  The reason for it?  I figured that anyone whose power was death would be dead-like, as in lacking color of any kind.  Thus the pale skin but dark hair and eyes….like someone who walked out of a black and white movie.

A few years ago, I went with some friends to see “Prince Caspian.”  I didn’t think much of it at the time…but near the end of the movie it dawned on me: the actor playing Caspian looked EXACTLY how I imagined Bronx to be.

I had to look up this actors…who was he?

Ben Barnes

oooooooo yum…..

I know he may be very different than your idea of what Bronx looked like.  I think Ben is pretty enough 😉  If my book ever becomes a movie (preferably a tv show) I would want him or a younger looking version of him playing the role.

I came up with his power around the time (note that I was about 14-years-old when I created this character) I had another wild obsession: Sailor Moon.  Along with Sailor Moon – I loved to read fan-fiction.  Mostly on Sailor Jupiter (whose power was lightning…sound familiar?).  I found a fan-fic that someone wrote about a new Sailor Scout: Sailor Styx.  It was a Sailor Scout who controlled death and was a love interest to my Lita.  Make your own judgement on the story but it inspired me to create a love interest for Rei who controlled death.

On this recent draft, I decided that I wanted Bronx to have angst…however, I wanted to give him a reason to be fucked up.  Thus I gave him a craaaaazy background.  The story of his birth (the whole mother having an affair with her father-in-law) was inspired by a family member while the mother abandoning him at such a young age was from the parent of a friend.  Then I decided to insult to injury by having him thrown in a mental hospital.  Put all that together and you have one fucked up character.  Take that Edward Cullen!  Now whenever Bronx broods…there is a reason behind it…in fact, you can be amazed that he is still a somewhat functioning creature in society.

Anyway, that’s all I have for Bronx for now.  But I wanted to give a little insight into his creation.

until next time,

MLT