It's not just onions that have layers, is it? I have them. You have them. And if we're lucky our characters have them. Over the weekend I got to spend some good, concentrated time with the project I'm trying to get a rough draft of by the end of the year. I've been thinking about most of these characters for three years. I've thought over their motivations and ticks and the way they wear their hair. And yet, in the heat of the moment, I discover more about them still. A character who I have always thought of as just being sort of passive came out of the box kicking and screaming. He was so alive that the scene ended up being five pages long, when most of the others have been two at the most with notes to go back and add to them, but this one made me feel like I'd finally gotten the thing underway. The novel is no longer holding out for a hero, it's taken matters into its own hands.
So tell me about the way your characters thrill you. The chills and pops and pows! Or better yet, tell me how our gentleman below thrills you. How many layers are his face paint hiding?

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So tell me about the way your characters thrill you. The chills and pops and pows! Or better yet, tell me how our gentleman below thrills you. How many layers are his face paint hiding?
Write. Comment. Repeat.