Make Them Talk

One thing I’ve noticed over the last few years of writing is that I have some characters that talk and others that don’t. Oh sure, they’re all capable, they can all form the words with their mouth, but some of them are way less forthcoming than others.

Verity from Lord of Misrule is incredibly chatty, but Iskander from the same story? Not so much. As in, I was playing around writing a story from his point of view, and it was sort of… resentful and stiff? Not pleasant to write, and god only knows how it would be to read.

Maksim, who I’m writing about currently (20k and it might end up being twice that) is talkative about some things, less about others. Of course, that story is all about the “others.”

I’ve run into lots of problems because I want to write characters who don’t talk. Miss Rat and the Long Suffering Girlfriend have heard me muttering about it, and when it gets to the point where you kind of have to brutalize them to get them to talk, there is something wrong.* Just about everything I have gotten published has been characters who talk, or who don’t mind talking. Even Padraic, from Under the Skin, talks, though it’s a lot more of an apologetic question than a statement, if that makes any sense.

Solution? Write more characters that talk.

I’ve still not figured out yet what makes a character talk. I do know that most of the characters that don’t have too much in their minds to want to talk much. Most of their minds are taken up with clutter, junk, and damage. Most of the ones that do talk have the space to talk, and in the case of Verity and Maksim, are characters that will talk even if they’re alone. **

If anyone has any tips on getting characters to talk, or even how to make characters that talk, I’m all ears.

At the moment, writing a lot, thinking about how to prepare for winter in Milwaukee***, writing some more, and watching lots of anime.
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Coming Soon:
Maksim and Seraphim, or Another Romance That Isn’t
My Love Affair With the Oxford Comma
Onion Soup and Milk Bread
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*I have no problems brutalizing my characters, it’s just when brutality gets no results that I start having issues.
**Neither of them are entirely well characters, but still.
***Frozen vegetables, closing the windows, hiding in a hole.

Dropping In, Running Out, Screaming Arrrrrrrrghh

Okay, let’s see what we’ve got going on.

Now Available!

Under the Skin over at Torquere Books
Cyberpunk caper involving a shy engineer and a far-too-ambitious businessman. It’s set in Nagoya, Japan somewhere in the not-terribly likely future, and if you like my story from Queerpunk, chances are good that you’ll like this one. My favorite bit is that the least likely character gets to save the day. Go buy it, and get other people to buy it. I will give you kisses.*

Have a review of Under the Skin over at Tam’s Reads.

Coming Soon!

A Long Time Dreaming over at Circlet Press
Piece of short fiction revolving around the Sleeping Beauty story. It’s short, but I really like it. I wrote it when I was utterly mad, and I believe I muttered something to Miss Rat about making other people pay to read my crazy. I think it worked out a lot better than that kind of muttering usually does.**

Lucky Boy, in the anthology Kept Against His Will: Taken By Force II
I have no memory of writing this. When I got the acceptance, I was completely confused. Happy, but confused. Upon reading it, I can tell you that a nameless narrator gets close and personal with the man he’s holding hostage. It’s me, so you can expect a fair amount of nastiness and fucked-up people. I spoil you all, really.

In Other News!

Got mugged by a novel idea the other day. It took my free time and my lunch money. I was hungry.

Writing away like a happy clam on Maksim, who’s turning into one of the sweetest, chattiest characters I have written about ever. I’m waiting to show this story to Miss Rat only to discover that he’s actually pure megalomaniac evil, but so far, 18,000 words in and I still think he’s sweet at least.

I need to go grocery shopping. Who knew that eating food would mean that I have to go buy new food?
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Coming Soon:
Characters Who Talk and Those Who Don’t
Driving the Creative Process With a Carrot and a Stick
Kannan Feng Posts Regularly, Damn It
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*Quantities limited!
**I’m pretty sure that kind of muttering was what got me the bed I have now. I bought it, and then failed entirely to recognize it when it was delivered. ***
***Me to Delivery Guy: “Whoa, so that’s what I’m going to be sleeping on now.”