One of the biggest challenges and ultimately greatest
satisfaction for any writer comes from creating those characters that inhabit
their world of fiction. It’s often the culmination of trying to re-imagine those
elusive memories of people, places and events that made a significant impression
on them. For me, it’s the art of encapsulating enough of a memory bubble to
help recreate an avatar out of my past.
Sometimes the images jump out at me easily, defining
themselves as perfect caricatures for the personas I’m trying to create. Other times
they’re a combination of several individuals I’ve met or known in my past. It
could also be someone’s unique personality, a character or figure from something
I read or encountered or observed ions ago.
Yet there is always one major obstacle in creating such an
avatar. The challenge of separating the reality of who I thought those people
were from the reality of who really were. It’s like playing checkers inside my
head, jumping from real to fictional, trading imagination for reality. The
length of years passed only adds to the challenge of searching through the fog
of time to gleam their true identity.
In essence I’m trying to unlock the layers of my memory bank
and figure out who those people were back then and the role they played in my
life. I am trying to undress them and in the process reveal their soul to my
readers.
But since mindset often colors experience my recollections about
that person tend to be less than completely accurate. Usually they’re reactions
or prejudices based on limited knowledge or smeared into distortion by the
passage of time and age and past conditioning.
Like most writers, I don’t know how to divorce my past
lives, relationships, experiences, prejudices, incidents, failures and
successes from my story telling. That certainly is true when it comes to
creating female characters in my stories.
The female protagonist, with all of her inherent
complexities, is always harder to create than her male counterpart. Who am I
really thinking of when I create a female character? My avatars aren’t always
women I have known. They could be a movie character or stage persona that
struck me with their unique characteristics, real or fictional.
Unfortunately, it’s never a straight forward procedure but
rather a rather subliminal process each time I want to create a new female
character. I wish it were as easy as: “I knew that person…that person would
suit my character… I will recreate that avatar in my character’s role.”
At times, it might be a compilation of several people that
I’ve known or met in my past life even if I can’t identify with whom and or
when or what exactly happened back then. But something did happen that scratched
a memory scar on my brain that only now, through the creative process, is
being uncovered as its multiple layers are peeled away.
It could be someone I never really knew that well but nevertheless
left a strong impression on me. Like the dark-haired woman sipping her
demitasse in Montmartre, Paris. She looked right through me with distain and
disregard. Maybe it was Snow White in her tight turtle neck sweater pondering a
new life in Belgium. Snow White and theSeven Seekers. It could have been Maria from Denmark yearning for her
Spanish homeland or the amorous Danish student who wanted to take me away for
the weekend. It could have been Tina and our late night cerebral rendezvous in
some nameless village in Denmark. Recently, it could have been the homeless old
woman I met at Starbucks on Times Square. Off Off-Broadway.
It could be a moment in time that somehow left a scar in my
brain. Images, real or otherwise, like that crinoline that framed a bedroom
window overlooking the cathedral dome, my mother’s sofa or singing folk songs
at the Newman Center.
Photo Credit | Jerry Hoffman |
I’ve met a lot of people through a lifetime of living and
they’ve all left multiple impressions on my mind even if it wasn’t readily apparent
at the time. Yet by wandering those dark dusty passages
of my memory alleys and byways, their personality traits/quirks/ flaws or
subtle nuances often come to surface once again.
I want to remember what they felt like, smelt like, the
vibes they were giving off even though most of us were oblivious to it at the
time. I need to explore the essence of who they really were and then use that
to recreate that person/s as my character.
If, in fact, my avatar is someone I used to know, I have to
glean from those scattered memories the most memorable incidents that defined
that person. Their names define a moment, an incident and ultimately a part of
me. Yet that process is never cut and dry. It took me six chapters before I
figured out who Katherine really was in my novel “Follow the Cobbler.” I was a bit shocked at first but then it
really made perfect sense that this woman would bubble up to the surface and
burst forth on my written pages.
Some avatars are easy finds; others not so much. Yet all of
them are a part of the wonderful discovery and refinement process that takes
place when I finally seduce some fine woman into becoming my heroine,
protagonist and, hopefully, memorable character in one of my stories.
Writing fiction for a female protagonist is more fluid than
real life but can be just as challenging.
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