Historical fiction readers, now is the time to play catch up as book three is soon to be published.
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I often wonder what is the reader’s view of the characters actions and thoughts when they read my books; does what I intend come across clearly, do the reader’s feel the pain, sense the sadness, appreciate the anger of what the characters are experiencing? My intention in my writing of interior dialogue and description is to bring alive the characters, making them real and causing a resulting reaction to the reader – love or hate, empathy or disgust. Emotional reaction real enough to cause the reader to think about the situation, even learning about human nature. After all each of us have reactions that are meaningful to us, according to our own lives experience – forming our personalities and making us who we are. I believe books add to this, by dramatising situations and making our readers think deeply; sometimes bringing positive change to our reader’s lives. For a number of years I have learned from various authors and coaches, attempting to hone my writing skills. Mary Carroll Moore is one writer and teacher. Her recent blog hits the mark, explaining clearly how I as a writer, can achieve my aim which is to bring inner revelation and reflection to my readers in my Historical novels, inciting responses that may or may not bring understanding of reader’s own lives. Extracts from Mary Carroll Moore from her blog are included in this post. I hope you find this incite full as you write your novels and read my books. https://howtoplanwriteanddevelopabook.blogspot.com/2019/12/interiority-how-much-should-you-show-or.html
What are Interiority or Internal markers? “Interiority or “internals” is a fancy way to describe the reader’s view into your characters’ thoughts, feelings, and inner lives. Some genres require a lot of this (memoir), some much less (thrillers). Interiority is what makes a character real to the reader. Skilled writers reveal interiority in several ways. It’s important to know what your genre requires and how to plant and build the interior lives, without having them slow the momentum of the story.” (Direct quote from the blog quoted above by Mary Carroll Moore) Mary suggests that by creating a chart of Interior or internal thoughts as markers when reflecting on your manuscript, it is easier to see whether you have successfully shown the emotional triggers and responses you may be looking to create. What is an Interiority markers Chart?
- The Chart might be as simple as a page number and interiority marker – dialogue
- Do this by reading aloud the book and noting on a chart the interior dialogue, including body sensations.
- Look for _
- If I include the gestures, body sensations, and reflections of my characters thoughts or feelings in the setting, plus enough interior monologue, can I assume the reader will be able to see my characters progress through the story?
“Markers could be something like “I felt the sting of tears but swallowed hard and made my voice as casual as possible.” That’s interiority via a body sensation (feeling sting of tears) and a gesture (swallowing hard and casual voice). Another marker might be interior monologue, which is more direct thought or feeling, like “I hated her in that moment.” Each of these lines or incidences goes on the chart. After I finish, I have a list–a kind of map of the interiority in the book. Then analyse the progress of the narrative arc, if the inner life grows and changes, or where it stalls out or disappears. ” (quote – Mary Carroll Moore) Did my characters anguish really come across in that scene? Did I feel a response and begin to make a connection with the character? “What is the extent to which I should make my narrative arc explicit?” (Quote -Mary Carroll Moore)
- Have the relationship struggles become real ?
- Are the situations being experienced becoming more realistic and understandable?
- Is the reader able to understand how life was at this time in history and see how his or her present emotional responses may have derived from such a background?
- An emotional response is better than no response. After all, why read a novel if it hasn’t any effect on your life?
“Each of these lines or incidences goes on the chart. After I finish, I have a list–a kind of map of the interiority in the book.” (Quote -Mary Carroll Moore) I am encouraged when receiving reviews and comments that enable me to see I have achieved my aim of bringing the emotional and internal dialogue alive. Please don’t hesitate in commenting so that I can better hone my writing. A picture tell a thousand words …
… and authors must become better at showing the picture. Interior monologue that brings sensations of goose pimples and emotional reactions for me is the essence of strong writing – creating a hard to put down book.. Do you agree? Happy writing and reading, friends, Glennis Glennis Browne – author of “The Fortune Seekers” Novels. https://www.amazon.com/Fortune-Seekers-Under-Thumb/dp/1984504053 and also republished as “Journeys of the Fortune Seekers’ by Annie Browne 2019. https://www.amazon.com/Bitter-Sweet-Journeys-Fortune-Seekers-ebook/dp/B07L5QPXB5 (All quotes have been printed in full from Mary Carroll Moore’s blog – Dec 13 2019 https://howtoplanwriteanddevelopabook.blogspot.com/2019/12/interiority-how-much-should-you-show-or.html)
#interiordialogue #am-writing Meeting the author
1.The Paull story begins with a fluid plan – where ideas are gathered to highlight actions and situations that will hook the reader – These include the pain of reflection. Anguish. Despair. Questions. How the actions of one person affect another…
2. Conflict – William (Bill’s) attitudes which affect the family.
3. Disaster – the beer flood – what this foretells
Plan, imagine and compose, keeping ideas fresh, based on the conclusion
1.Reaction – work challenges, poverty, anger, anguish, and how the male protagonist deals with hard situations. What about his wife?
2. Dilemma – what to do? Who pushes for change. And why?
3. Decision – The only way forward is… but is this possible? What follows is from actual situations within my family, to be brought to life as if the reader is right there in the midst of every situation.
With these ideas in my mind, I begin –
Firstly, who was the patriarch who first went to jail in the late 1700’s?
Where did his story begin? Is there a genetic disposition, a weakness in the menfolk of the family line as history is to repeat over the centuries …..
The Paulls of Stanwell Moor
It was in the English town of Staines that John Paull was born. It is presumed he became a Mason; Master Bricklayer and eventually handed these skills onto his sons.
In 1783 John married Scottish lass, Jane Muirhead in the spring of 1783 at St Mary, Ealing, Middlesex.
They were married by bands by a Charles Sturges, vicar, and both made their mark, as they were illiterate. The witnesses were a Daniel Ginger and Richard Attlee.
Together they had several children, the first being William, born in 1784. The youngest being Joseph born in a cold winter February in 1803. Our focus will be on this child – Joseph.
Joseph was a bricklayer, stone mason and met and married a Caroline Miles in autumn of 1828 at St Nicholas Church, Guildford, Surrey, England.
One daughter, Jane, and six sons were born between 1830 and 1847 in the county. They lived at Bates Cottage, upper Mill Haven, on the Stanwell Moor, and later at the Paull’s Cottages, Stanwell Moor.
In 1871 Joseph lived at the Staines Union Workhouse, where the employees are called inmates and lived on the premises. Caroline was listed as an annuitant. Joseph died at the workhouse in 1877
On the other hand, at least one of the Stanwell Paull’s, John, became a master builder with 16 employees and another. A warrant was issued by the Board of Governors for the apprehension of John Paull of Stanwell for the desertion of his wife and six children, whereby they became chargeable to the Union. John had several court appearances for neglecting to send his children to school.
Another son, Richard, is said to have worked on the construction of Holloway College at Ethan and, on that occasion of its opening by Queen Victoria in 1888, being given the honour of presenting Her Majesty with a silver trowel.
Also, there was William; also a bricklayer, who married Martha Sara. William’s claim to fame came after emigrating to New Zealand. His name appeared in commercial and social newspapers; first in a report reporting the death of his young son after contracting an illness on the ship The Charlotte Gladstone, while sailing to the new country.
Later his behaviour was reported in court reports and the socially scandalous newspaper – The Truth. Jail time followed. Also financial success. Quite the business man, I believe, but as far as being a loving husband – this I doubt. It is his story we are to follow. And that of his wife, Martha Sara.
So, what is it with these male Paull men? Chauvinism? Selfishness? Pride? Fun lovers?
Now, I am ready to make the characters come alive. Their emotions will become yours if you have empathy. You may become angry when you are aware of the heartless mannerisms, cold hearted behaviours. Sympathy and concern will come from the empathetic reader, and ‘served her right’ from the reader without.
The most important factor I need to keep in mind, is to keep the story moving forward, show the events and places rather than telling.
How amazing it is how quickly 20 years passed.
What has it meant for you? Opportunity, qualifications and satisfaction? For some this will be true.
For others the years passed with challenge after challenge to be faced and dealt with.
For me those years began in New Zealand living in the Beautiful Bay of Islands where retirement was the plan – self funded retirement managing our income sources, while living the dream boating and fishing in the Bays. Happy days living towards….
2007 meant a change – In Australia grandchildren were being born, leaving an ache in this grandmothers heart.What is a grandmother to do? Follow her children? Some say it’s a big No no, but not me, as the spirit of wanderlust lives and breathes in my genes. Hubby acknowledged my need, so off we went to live in Queensland, closer to our sons and their families.
We didn’t figure on the ageing process preventing us managing a beautiful landscaped property, complete with a lake, banana palms, hedges and pool. After two years, the decision was made to downsize and move into a resort style village. Hubby took the grandkids fishing, and I began writing. The Fortune Seekers Series books were brought to life.
Then followed 10 years tripping about in our caravan exploring Australia – the lucky country. That decade filled with opportunity, amazing experiences and making friends, passed like the blink of an eye.
The lucky country seemed not so lucky as floods devastated the land, droughts broke families livelihoods and hearts, and fires began to attack the dry bush lands of this immense country. On one occasion we pulled into a camping area alongside a dry creek, aware of the hillside burning, and fire fighters camped alongside us. As other travellers arrived for the night, we were told to keep the vans hitched to the towing vehicles in case the fire men woke us to evacuate. The threat was a wind change. We slept soundly.
To travel across barren, red earth where kangaroos were lying dead along the road sides in the outback began to distress my hubby and I. The trips became less frequent as the threat of fires and drought increased.
In 2019 we headed off to cross from east to west, across the desert to explore again, but this time the motivation had been eroded. Broken Hill in inland New South Wales became our final destination.
‘I hate it here,’ my Hubby said while we past drought stricken farms, dying towns suffering the hot temperatures. Flies attacked our faces and ears seeking water, swatting didn’t help.
‘Do you want to I go home?’ I said.
‘Back to New Zealand?’ I replied.
I watched as my Hubby’s shoulders lifted, lines on his face relaxed, and the strain he felt of living in the heat of this vast country was finally understood by me . Hubby had been struggling for 12 years. He sweated through the humidity day after day while I had enjoyed it. I knew in that instance it was time to make a change.
We turned the caravan around at Broken Hill and headed back to our village in Queensland where arrangements were made to return to New Zealand. Within a month we had sold, packed up and departed.
We knew where our hearts were leading us – the North of the country where the beaches are beautiful, the fish are a plenty and the climate comfortable.
2019 has finished and here we are – settled into a lovely house only walking distance from the sea and harbour, in a town that is relaxed and pristine, and about to expand due to major development programmes destined for this area in Northland.
And Hubby has his boat again. Our little Maltese Terrier Shih Tzu roams our garden, runs the beaches, and enjoys the walks amongst the Pohutakawa trees which line our street and the beaches, displaying flaming flowers over Christmas.
Home is here. This will do us well as Hubby and I enter our 70th decade. Back home again. Time to get back to writing in 2020. Come and see us soon, eh?
In May 2019 I disappeared from public view, except for occasionally forwarding on friends tweets and facebook posts. It was not my intention to disappear totally. After all, I am still alive and kicking.
Sick? Ill? The dreaded C word?
No, fortunately I have not been in the middle of those challenges, although for four months I have been aware of many who are facing such battles. To those of you reading this, who are suffering or caring for someone, I send my encouragement to keep on fighting. My prayers are with you.
Where have you been since early May, you might be wondering?
Following my dreams.
What? At your age? You must be close to seventy? Have you lost your marbles?
My hubby and I have always lived our lives believing if you are able to dream of a different lifestyle, and it is possible to follow the inclination to make the change, do it!
It’s that wanderlust spirit I write about in my novels – that excitement to begin something again, move somewhere new, and like when we were younger, test our capabilities, and stamina.
Across the Tasman sea from Australia back to homeland New Zealand we traveled. Everything we possess packed and shipped, like young Dan setting off with a rucksack and Charlotte sailing with her family across the other side of the world. And for whatZ?
To experience what life may be offering. Not the universe; I’m not into that theory, but wondering what we might do with what faces us.
It meant setting up another home, living on a tight budget while waiting for finances to be available from the sale of our previous home.
Walking the beaches of the world has seemed like utopia, we’ve done a bit of that over the years, but now at this respectable older age the dream is to live near the sea and walk the beaches of this beautiful Point somewhere out of the way in New Zealand.
What about leaving friends and family? Surely that is a wrench?
We asked ourselves what leaving these precious people really meant, and realised close proximity is all we have lost. It’s not that we ever lived close enough to visit every week. Months passed by before we shared meals and hugs, while phone calls, messages and photos kept up communication.
It must be hard making new friends in this new locality?
No, not at all. We have our Annie, our little Maltese Terrier Shih Tzu pup. Beach walks are her favourite pass time. On the beaches while she runs like a race horse, showing off while encircling us, we chat with other beach walkers.
There are so many clubs we have been encouraged to join… genealogy, writing group, garden club, miniature yacht races on the near by lake, Coastguard, Mariners’ Ministry, Motorhome club (every second house where we live has a motorhome or caravan), craft groups, and volunteering for the local ambulance service. What about voluntary Fisheries work?
Four months down the track, with Spring only two weeks away, the newly planted vegetable garden is growing and providing lettuce leaves, radishes and herbs, we are ready to begin.
For Hubby – his replica sailing ships are underway, The Endeavour has been started in his new workshop. Fisheries work is in the process.
For myself – I have a book to complete before Christmas, and there are some excited new friends who are eager to discover how to begin their own writing projects – the writing club might be the best way to help other like minded wanna be writers.
The Mariner’s Ministry has me curious – I might look into this and see how this group of locals support mariners from the ships. Makes me think about Dan from my first novel when he sailed the seas for five years.
I sense loneliness, depression, lack of provision for many needs when ships are tethered for weeks at a port away from large shops and facilities. How do they communicate with their own families when Internet cafes are not close by?
This group have a premises where mariners can lounge and relax. Some fish from the very beaches we walk. I’m curious to see if there is a need Hubby and I can fill – even if it is just friendship. Or a home cooked meal, perhaps. Time will tell.
As you can see, I am resurfacing – writing again, and reaching out. Friendships and companions are everywhere. This move hasn’t been a backward step. It has instead, invigorated us both.
I’ll keep you posted
Taking a few minutes to think about what you’re about isn’t just a great writing exercise, it’s a clarifying moment of personal development.
— Read on www.grammarly.com/blog/how-to-write-bio/
Ahem, perhaps I need to spend some time with my bio.
Hoping this is helpful. Thanks, Grammarly.