Revelations Chapter Fourteen

So we have reached the closing chapter to part two Revelations.

 Another accomplishment.

I am not going to give any clues as to what happens, as that would take away the fun of reading it, but it does continue with Jessie, her kiss, and Evylin.

I remember writing this chapter clearly.  It flowed.  It was one of those chapters that did not require a lot of text re-arranging.  Some chapters suffer from this.  My thoughts don’t always come out in a beautiful row – not every time, anyway.  Over the past few years I have learnt to recognize this and realize which sections are mixed up.  It is odd really, as I rarely delete parts, I simply move them to a different paragraph.

Learning by doing, you might say.  (Smile.)

This is one of those chapters that I feel races to the finish.

This is the main impression that I have of Harry Potter (book one).  Every chapter races.  I keep this in mind when I write.   Not because I wish to write the next ‘Harry Potter’ – that would be like wanting to walk on water.  (This is not some psychological handicap that I have, it’s just me accepting what J.K.  Rowling wrote is in a completely different league.)  What her writing has done for me, however, is at times, it has helped me find and remove those parts of the story which are like ‘traffic lights’.

I am quite content with my style of writing, and I enjoy the emotional imagery of my work.  I can see the characters and scenes all clearly.

I am reading a book at present, written by a woman whose protagonist is a man, but unfortunately, I keep hearing a woman’s voice every time the guy talks.  This has nothing to do with the author being female, it’s just the language the character uses.  It lacks the male communication pattern I know through my social encounters.   But that’s me – it’s one of those New York best sellers, so I am confident my interpretation is wrong, and I am quite alone with my acoustics.

The reason why I mention this, is not about her book but about my female characters in my book.  Do my readers hear Jessie like I boy?  I hope not.  I do base her speech patterns and responses on people I have met.  In my life I have met thousands of people.  Spent hundreds of nights sitting and chatting, observing, and enjoying their behavior, their responses to words and situations.  (I have been a piano bar entertainer for most of my life.  It has been a great life, filled with ups and downs, ins and outs, sane and insane moments, and lots and lots of people.)

It is from this pool of interaction that I draw my character’s responses – I kind of throw all their responses together and come up with a character that sounds believable, without having to choose any one single person in time.  I also do this for my character’s emotional responses too.

Some of George’s (and his dad’s) responses are taken from personal experience and these are the hardest to write.  It forces me to analyze my own responses and feelings to these events.  When I chose a non-personal response, I try to remember similar cases from my past, and without judging them for being right or wrong, I decide whether it would fit to George’s (or his dad’s) character.

Spoiler’s character has not been developed yet.

Well, that’s about it readers.  Another part of I am GoD completed.  If there is any point or scene you care to have explained further, please do ask.  I will do my best to answer you honestly.  I hope you have enjoyed reading part two as much as I have (this is the third time now – smile) and I hope you are looking forward to part three, ‘Indigenous’.

See you then.

By edwardholden

I have been lots of things to many people. Some nice, and some... well not so nice. Now I am older and less worried about what people think of me. My past is colorful, sad and happy. Filled with lots of unique people. I have been blessed in this way. I have walked with people in all walks of life, and I have loved each journey, and each and everyone of them. Now, I write. It is a new road. It is not a highway or a crossroad. It leads me somewhere though, and as I have always spent my life travelling, this suits me fine.

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