Since it took me 80,000 words to have my star-crossed lovers meet, fall in love, and break up, I was figuring on it to take me anywhere from 40,000-80,000 more words to put them back together again. (I called the king to ask for all his horses and all his men, but they were busy with this egg chap…)
However, now that I’m a few chapters into the getting-back-together phase of the story, my characters are quickly showing me that they dislike being apart every bit as much as I dislike writing them apart. (Actually, I enjoy writing lovers’ quarrels, it’s just that it’s a lot easier to write flirtation. But if writing novels was easy, more people would do it, and it wouldn’t be a job, would it?) My characters still have lots of issues to work through and even more pain to deal with, but they surprised me today by doing things that indicate they want to get back together sooner rather than later.
Now, I understand that as Author, I wield phenomenal cosmic power over the characters I make up. In the life of a fictional character, there is no concept of free will. Yet as you write characters, a strange thing happens. You’re not simply making up everything about them and everything they do. They take on lives of their own. It’s almost as if the act of writing is like chiseling away at a block of stone in which a human form already resides. You’re not making so much as finding — finding out enough about these characters that you know what direction their stories should take even if it deviates from your original plan.
That’s why, even though I swear by planning what you’re going to write before you write it, I also swear that you have to be flexible to be a writer. Where you might have planned for a character to retain the emotional control and distance of a Vulcan until the very end, she might tell you instead that she needs to be vulnerable. After all, even though your characters aren’t real people, you want your characters to be like real people. And real people aren’t (usually) Vulcans. (Unless you’re writing, you know, Star Trek novels. Which I’m not. Although I am, clearly, a geek for making the reference at all.) Real people are vulnerable. And said character is going through a situation that would definitely leave a real person vulnerable and lowering her emotional guards. So I think the new direction I took today was, though completely unexpected, the right one.
Speaking of real people and characters…
I don’t know if this is a common problem, but I’m never able to picture clear faces or features of characters when I’m writing or reading. They’re just faceless blurs to me. Yet whenever I see a film adaptation of a book I’ve read, I know whether the actor in a particular role fills in the (enormous) gaps in my imagination. For instance, when Eric Bana was cast as Henry in the upcoming movie The Time Traveler’s Wife, I said a resounding oh yes. On the flip side, any number of actors in the Harry Potter movies make me scratch my head ask whether the casting directors read the same books as I did. (One of my many complaints about the Harry Potter film franchise, though that’s an entire blog post in itself…)
None of which is to say that I sit around thinking about who I’d like to play my leading characters if I not only get lucky enough to see my book in print, but also to have it adapted into a movie. (Well, not very often, anyway…) For one thing, it’s hard to cast characters who you can’t even picture yourself. (I’ve had vague characteristics in mind for the leading lady, Laura — tall, naturally curly dark hair which she sometimes straightens, dark eyes, wide grin, toothpaste commercial teeth — but since the leading man, John, is the point of view character, I’ve managed to get by without describing him except as having thinning light brown hair.) For another, I don’t want to base my characters off actors, lest parts of actors bleed into my characterization. Unless, of course, that’s what I’m going for. In this case, it’s not.
Recently I came across some reference or other to Anne Hathaway. I hadn’t even really thought about Songs for Piano and Voiceyet that day, but immediately my thoughts went to it because it suddenly hit me that she looked exactly like the Laura I didn’t quite see in my head. (Also, as I recalled a recent episode of SNL, she can sing, quite well, so if my book ever does become a movie…) Even more jaw-dropping was when I clicked on Anne’s IMDB profile and saw a still from one of her recent films featuring her in the arms of an actor who looked exactly like I hadn’t clearly imagined John. (Patrick Wilson, if you’ve seen Watchmen, The Phantom of the Opera, or The Alamo. Who also happens to be musical…Hmm…) And again, it’s not like I need actors as reference points for my descriptions or characterizations. I just think it’s kind of nice, after a year’s work on this book, to see more than blurs when I’m crafting scenes for John and Laura. So now you can see them, too.
It’s strange to me how you can recognize someone you didn’t even know to look for — how the brain can supply you with only the vaguest of mental images, and yet you can feel very strongly about whether a depiction of someone or something is spot on or not. I wonder if it’s at all connected to how you can forget the face of someone you know extremely well if you haven’t seen them in a while (sometimes a very little while, some people have told me).