I am so excited to welcome Loni Townsend to my little corner of the web today!
I am also equally excited for THIS WORLD BITES (how great is that name??) and you should be too! Now, here’s Loni! 🙂
Show Me You Care
by Loni Townsend
I want to thank Beth first and foremost for letting me on her blog today. Beth is the sweetest person I know on the internet. Her smiling profile picture lights up every comment and blog post I see. I think, if I knew her offline, I’d like to be her friend.
Cera, the main character in This World Bites, has a close group of friends. The most explored of these relationships is with Michael, the lecherous old genius trapped within a 9-year-old body. Among the early revisions, my critique group pointed out something that horrified me.
To the reader, it didn’t seem like Cera cared that Michael had been bitten by a zombie.
Since most of you don’t know me in person, you probably don’t see how my personality translates face-to-face. I make a good person if you want to vent, or if you want someone to laugh at a ridiculous pun, or if you want to dance outrageously with someone. If you want to cry or are suffering terribly in some fashion… well… I tend to freeze with a nervous smile plastered to my face.
Yes, I smile as you tell me about your tragedy. I don’t handle “serious” well.
Truly, I do listen, and I do care. But you might not be able to tell from my behavior.
So how does a person who sucks at real-life emotion-showing make it work for a character who apparently has the same problem?
I had to examine each interaction to see if I could inject more concern. (At least that’s possible in written word, not so much in real life.) I pulled up my copy of the Emotion Thesaurus and referenced it several times. The situations got better, but I don’t know if I quite pulled off the teary terror I’d intended. But then, how much terror can I convey when I wrote This World Bites to make people laugh?
Do you have any suggestions on injecting emotion? What tricks do you use to show your character cares?
Blurb: It’s her first day on a new world and Cera’s already found trouble. Michael, her guardian, has been bitten by a zombie and will soon join the undead ranks.
Everyone tells her there’s no cure, but Cera isn’t one to be deterred. She’s willing to face off with zombie hordes, demon slavers, and black market informants if it means she’ll find a cure for Michael. But she’s not the only one hunting for something.
Something is hunting her.
Bio: Loni Townsend
Wife. Mother. Writer. Ninja. Squirrel.
By day, she writes code. By predawn darkness, she writes fantasies. All other times, she writes in her head. People call her peculiar with a twisted sense of fashion, but don’t let those understatements fool you. Her behavior is perfectly normal for a squirrel disguised as a human. That’s part of being a ninja—blending in. She makes her home in Idaho with her sadistically clever—yet often thwarted—husband, two frighteningly brilliant children, and three sneaky little shibas.
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thank you so much for stopping by, Loni!! xoxo