Novel & Cerita Definition Of Character Motivation

“ Really? ” “ Yeah. I read something on, inner motivation and outer motivation. As a writer, I sometimes get motivated to write better by what people think of my book. But other times, I get motivated by what I myself think of my book. Overtime I have come to realize that the outer motivation wears off with time. But the inner never will. It'd be there even when the sky gets darker and there's completely no reason to keep on going. ” “ Um. ” “ This reminds me of the book on identity, I read in an article recently. ”

I had sat with it for two weeks. Not because I was afraid of the meeting. Because I wanted to be certain of why I was going to it before I went. The reason mattered to me in the specific way that reasons had always mattered to me. I did not do significant things from impulse and I was not going to do this one from impulse either. I wanted to go for the right reason or not go at all. --- The reason I arrived at was this. I had spent a year learning the difference between a man's circumstances and his character. Between what someone had and what they were. Between the category and the person.

Even with that simple action, I can see that he is indeed looking down on me but instead of getting pissed, I added that upset emotions to my determination to screw him over. Obviously, that thought is impossible. Yes, it is too impossible but still, there are some part of me that's still holding on to the idea of defeating him. Well, that ridiculous idea is the one that's making me have a little bit of motivation so and the very least I am still thankful about it.

(Director Mot) Mot is not someone that is afraid to voice is opinion, not because she is a disrespectful person or anything, it was because she can’t fully comprehend a lot of things, especially when it comes to efficiency and illogical actions. In modern times, she might be called almost like a robotic personality, but to her kind it was normal, the Anubis race, is rare, they are powerful and highly intelligent, but when it comes to certain things they were just almost clueless.

she spat. “I just have to find the right motivation.” She did not seem to grasp what I was getting at. “Motivation?” I walked over to the table in a corner of the room and leaned on it, hands stuffed into my pockets. “Yes, mother.” “And how do you propose to do that?” Her tone was clipped and skeptical. “Pressure. Not the physical kind. But the kind that bleeds into every aspect of her life and suffocates her to the point that even breathing feels like work.”

“I want to talk on WHAT MOTIVATES YOU? Have you ever wondered what drives you, to want to become a better person? That feeling you get when you want to accomplish something that seems out of reach, that feeling that makes you do dumb things that you know you should not do, but do it anyway so a certain someone would like you better. That feeling that made you want to work harder in class to get that gold star up by your name, or that fear of being punished if you did not work harder. Well each one of those feelings is a different type of motivation. What is motivation? “Motivation is internal and external factors that stimulate desire and energy in people to be continually interested in and

She asked once again in her institutionalism tone, face neutral. "I don't know...I still haven't figured that out yet," it was true. I didn't have the tool to drive me into working hard to reach successful heights. Usually someone has some kind of thing or person who motivates them to perform well. I had none. My mom wasn't my driving force, and neither was my dad. I thought it through yet nothing seemed to cross my mind. I seriously had nothing or nobody that drove me to motivation.

“What about your main character? What is his origin? Family name? How did he grow up?” “I thought about it… kind off…” I began to realize that I treated my character description way too superficially. “Your ML is a killer, then what is his motive?” “His motive…” My mind went blank. That moment proved that I was a total blockhead. I wanted him to be a psychopath but then changed his modus operandi. Besides, I never heard of a serial killer that would want to fake his murders to look like accident… and that was precisely what I added to story in my previous chapter.

He had a condition, but I really wanted to learn so I could have something to be proud of when I go home to my family. "What’s your condition?" I asked. "As long as there’s character development in you, and I hope you stay calm with everything happening around you. You can be soft and gentle—you just need motivation," he said. It sounded difficult, but it would be harder if I didn’t agree. I sighed and agreed to what he wanted. "Deal," I said. He smiled at me, and I felt excited because of that deal. If it really happened, I could say I had changed.