I constantly stress to students: Be generous with your characters, do not let them down. Accompany them, instead of judging them. I know it may be almost anything, from rhetoric to gain acceptance to aspiring writers need to treat well its characters, write correctly, not on the page garrocha hoping that the reader can follow. My students often resist: bin there, ma'am, it just happened! Maybe. Maybe. But I was not there. Your player was not there. Then reinvent them, instead of trying to transpose.
past year, I is not moving as briskly in the compendium. Of course, there is the lack of time, writing articles, giving courses, work, seminars, life. But it's not just that. I have not finished writing Bob and Helen because I do not know yet what will happen to them. Because Helen is the 78th floor of the south tower, and frankly it is not a good place to be on the morning of September 11. So I can not write it slightly. It focuses on these little beasts, as I often say. It focuses on those we create. Then he drives us as a conscience, which we do not want them to suffer unnecessarily.
The good characters, "I sometimes tell my students, they stay a while. You see them, we hear them. They exist. Some do not leave us, as James, the first collection, perhaps because I have not finished to write it. So from time to time, we come back, we find them, like old family members.
Why I think that tonight, when I could either a) correct such students or b) read a good novel? Because I am amazed at what just happened in a story. Leah. Leah is not an easy story. I try to tell something happened to him, telling how she wanted to die and how it seems to survive. I do not know what will happen yet. She is on the stairs, she falls back wanting, and I do not know if she went to the exit, it will make its survival. But what is strange that she just met Ginny Cooper.
must understand that even if the characters in my book are bound by the events of September 11, 2001, they did not know each other. It's not so crazy: with 45,000 visitors each day, can we really be surprised that about twenty people in two huge towers do not be encountered?
Ginny is just the opposite, it seems to me, Leah. Where Leah look back because she wants to die and wondered why it survives, Ginny, she looks forward resolutely, not to see death and fear. This goal Is Not a morality play. I did not start writing in response to one another, to bring something to light, to make judgments about Leah, or Ginny. And I do not write with a plan in mind, a clear idea of where the characters go, or the collection itself. My friend JSD, he likes the plans. Not me! I feel this way, and it was not until the very end that I know I'm done.
So you understand why, when Leah had not heard the martial determined, Ginny, I jumped. What these two share the descent, these two and not others, Donald, Tilly, Bob this opens a whole series of opportunities that I never even thought of.
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