&To my friends and fam- I will be doing more than just these prompts. Just a lot of stuff has been going on &I don't really want to write about it. I'll do other stories and stuff soon. xx
ANYWHO (and there's swearing in this one, sorry. The story needs it.);
Write On Wednesdays Exercise 9 - Think with Character. Choose a character from your writing posts. You can still do this exercise if you are new to WoW - select a character from another piece of your writing or simply work through the exercise from scratch. Now, think about the character in regards to their: gender, age, occupation, physical appearance and mood at this moment. Is your character in the city, the country, inside or outside? Do they live in rich or poor surroundings? Alone or with others? Answer all, some or one of these questions. Now, set your timer for 5 minutes and write the first words about your character that come into your head. Stop when the buzzer rings. This may be one week where you feel you need to throw the timer and take your time. Do whatever works for you. You may also like to consider: Complexion, Style of dress, Hair colour/style, Speaking voice and likely vocabulary, Strengths/Weaknesses, Mannerisms
OR for a different approach* Look at how your character fits into quotes like the one at the top of my page. For example, what does YOUR character do when nobody's looking?
Callie and Sammy- What, Why, How, When.
"Do you think they're done yet?" Sammy started to peer around the end of the sofa.
"NO STOP!" Callie hissed, yanking back her ignorant brother, "Do you want him to come after you too?"
Crack.
"WHERE THE F*CK ARE THEY."
"Rick, calm down.. They're just sca-"
"SHUT UP BITCH," smack. She fell into her own needles.
A pound at the door.
"POLICE. OPEN UP!"
"Oh but it's so much more fun for you to break in..." Rick opened the door.
"Richard Keller?"
"What's it to you?"
"We have a warrant for your arrest, and orders to remove the children from your home and custody."
A woman stepped up behind him, "Hello there, my name is Carol. I'm from Child Protective Services. Where are the children? Kaylee and Samson?" She was annoyingly happy, and a little too excited for the situation. It was in the middle of the night, so Callie couldn't make out exactly what she looked like, but she could see the smile. And although inappropriate, it was something she had not seen in a long time.
"It's Callie," the little girl stepped out from the couch, clutching her shivering brother. Her matted blonde hair was in a ponytail and her belly hanging out of a shirt at least two sizes too small. Her hazel eyes were blazing with hope, and heart pounding with relief. Maybe this was the end, "And he don't answer to that; call him Sammy."
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Timer went off. This was more of a flashback than description of character, but at least you know how they are where they are now. :)
COMMENTS ARE APPRECIATED on all pieces.
