Today, I've got something to say, which is no different from any other day, except this is super duper important. Yeah, yeah, get the eye rolling over with. I gotta a finger, and I'm not afraid to jab you with it.
Okay, in this snip-it from my WIP, my protagonist, Layton Craig is viewing art that her dad looted from the real world. This is what her thoughts are on the Mona Lisa....To me, she's nothing more than a plump, dowdy woman with eyes set too close together. I can't imagine why Dad brought the hideous image here. Seems to me, she'd fit better with the savages on the outside. Gasp! Yes, she trashed Mona. Why? Because that's how she sees her, but for some reason, even though they're all thinking the same thing, nobody else says so. And for the life of me, I'll never understand why. MONA LISA IS ONE UGLY CHICK! See, I can say that without my head splitting down the middle. My house didn't cave in, and so far, Leonardo da Vinci's ghost isn't standing at my front door, holding an assault rifle. It's okay to speak the truth, peeps, promise.
Unless writing is honest, it'll never be great. What's honest for me, may not be honest for you, but we have to be honest with ourselves. Otherwise, our writing and our characters fall short of the mark. We shouldn't be afraid to say what's what. At some point in the game, if we're doing a good job, we'll offend somebody. Heck, we may even get a bomb threat. That's when we know we've really arrived!
Of course, lots of you are probably writing about issues way more serious than Mona Lisa. There's plenty of stuff I'd like to address in the political arena, but I'd probably come off as a horse's butt, and I do enough of that already, so I'll leave that topic to the experts. But I don't leave the topic alone out of fear, I leave it alone out of ignorance. If I was just a little brainier, I'd probably have plenty of bomb threats because I'm not afraid to say what's on my mind. None of us should be. And by sprinkled cupcakes, when I get famous, I won't pretend to like caviar just because everybody at my swanky book-launch party does. No, I'll sit in my corner, eat my generic Twinkie, and make fun of the pricey art displayed on the walls.
Whether it be fact or fiction, we can't water down our characters out of fear. Okay, that's all I got..short,sweet, and about not conforming. I hope this benefited somebody.
Until next time, happy writing, or whatever makes you smile. :)