Character Writer Novels & Stories

The Author wanted me to be the third death. Or the third killer. Either would serve the narrative. Either would open the gate. But I was Rina Vale, the girl who had died screaming at a screen and woken up behind Lumira's eyes. I was the glitch in the narrative, the anomaly the Author could not control, the reader who had turned character and was now rewriting the story from the inside. I would not be the third death. And I would not be the third killer. I would be the wrench in the gears, the character who refused her lines and forced the plot to adapt or die, who made the Author choose between a broken story and no story at all.

Rogers paused and asked, "Do you have any other perspectives?" Chelsea shook her head and said, "I dare not claim to have great insights. I just pondered over this character. I think that someone as proud as Charlotte actually has a bit of self-centeredness. Such people may appear cold and aloof on the surface, but deep down, they crave attention from others." Faye laughed as soon as she heard it, "If you want to give yourself more scenes, just say it directly. What role setting? Is it written in the script?"

I flew back and hit the concrete. "The boy was a nice side character," the Reader said, walking slowly toward me. "But he was cluttering the scene. Now, we can get back to the main conflict. I have been watching you, Hazel. You are the best lead I have seen in years. You fight, you scheme, you break the rules. Most characters just follow the script. You rewrite it."

If anything, I'll put explanations in brackets or something. - - - Author's Notes 💭 - I'll let you guys know right off the bat because I know for a fact there will be a lot of complaints about this: the male lead will be a major asshole; he'll be a literal villainous character. He's intentionally written out to be like this. - He will literally be the worst person I've probably ever written (compared to the male leads of my previous stories) because I want to challenge myself as a writer to see how messed up of a character I can write [weird, I know lol].

No other than myself. "That's great to hear. Congrats by the way. I envy your MC. Unlike her, I was stuck to a useless system as my cheat." [Well I guess, maintaining balance within characters is a must. You can think it that way. As I can see, you are already an awesome character as it is. Most likely that is the reason why our dear FallenBlue partnered you with a seemingly useless system as a cheat. To be honest, if you will going to ask me? Our main character is not written as witty as you are. She was an innocent girl that sometimes I was even doubting if she was just too innocent or she was just a pure stupid.]

I made an organized portfolio of everything I was going to go over in class. By the time I finished, I only had a few hours left until dusk, so I started to write the next chapter in my book. I started on a new character; a female book worm who had large ambitions and an even larger heart. She made friends easily and was never judged too harshly. She was the perfect character for my male lead, a heroic gentleman who would do anything for those he loved. With her intelligence and his strengths, they can conquer anything. As I reread the dialogue I created between the characters, I realized there were a lot of similarities between these characters and Tessa and myself.

And everyone knows that she has more than one already written. " But none with such a well-developed main character," said Flynn. "You only like this book because it talks about you," I accused, resting the fork on the plate. Flynn looked offended. He was offended. "I like the book because I like everything you do. But... really... I think the story is much more captivating for the complex characters.” "I need to read this book," said Jenyfer, with a low giggle. "It has to be very good for you to have such a dedicated fan, Tasha.

"For you, what is a writer? I mean what i the essence of being a writer?" "Both of the writer and the character of the story are connected with each other. The writer will mold the protagonist attitude, from his beliefs, hobbies, talents and what kind person he or she will portray. As the character, it will make the writer knowledgeable. To learn about the things he or she wrote for this character. For me, I call this as a red string, red that represents love. Because the writer has a passion love for his masterpiece, and as the string that connects the writer to the character and the character to the readers. This is all about passion and inpiration."

“And that’s exactly why.” She fell silent for a moment, clearly not expecting that answer. I continued, this time no longer filtering my words too gently. “The character I wrote isn’t a woman who’s always on stage, Emily. She’s not someone who dominates a room just by existing. She’s a woman who’s been hurt, fallen, underestimated but rises in her own way. Quiet, but strong.”

“I studied some of the characters that our suspect created, using the time I spent sleepless nights with my wife. I thought it might help convince me whether it was worth considering him a suspect. I must admit that the articles speaking highly of him were leading me to believe that he was not, in conjunction with what the model told me. After I saw a literature professor, on a TV program, stating that an author's characters carry with them a piece of who created them. I wondered if the ones Alejandro created couldn't portray him in some way. Well, I didn't know until then, but he only played heroes and always refused to be a villain. However, when it came to creating, he also created victim