Category Archives: Character

A Character by Any Other Name…

Today, a meme appeared on my facebook wall – Something to think about. My character names never follow the same ‘method.’ Sometimes it’s the name that pops into my head. Or I’ll see a name that ‘speaks’ to me… informing a character. Sometimes I start with a character name only to find out later that […]

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The Tone… (2 of 3)

I09 Article: What Does it Mean When People say your Story’s Tone is Wrong? Tai Chi Zero (2012) From the moment I saw the poster, I had HIGH HOPES! When I went to the theater to see it… I was really happy. The look made sense… the wild creations of Steam Robots and other Machinery […]

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The Tone… (1 of 3)

I09 Article: What Does it Mean When People say your Story’s Tone is Wrong? I’ve had thoughts about this over time especially in regards to Steampunk. Those films that got it ‘right’ and those that weren’t quite… THERE. Of course, films, books, media… it’s all subjective. I might love it… you might hate it… or […]

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Temperament – The Four Humours

Begun by Hippocrates, the great scholar and Greek father of medicine, the ideas of ‘humors’ has centered around the idea that all humans may be divided into four basic personality/temperment groups: Sanguine, Choleric, Melancholic & Phlegmatic. The terms may sound familiar as they are based on the four bodily fluids that Hippocrates believed caused our […]

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Fencing Lessons in Paris

Miss Schlact had a natural talent with a blade. Eudora watched in dismay as Miss Schlact once again proved to have another hidden talent. It was bothersome really, for if she did not have such an intense distrust of the woman on the basest of levels she might actually admire her. **a good friend of […]

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Otto would wake up nights praying for chance to use his new toy

Lighting a fire under progress. Henrik watched with interest from his office window across the street. His anger knew no bounds as he pondered the many ways in which he could foil Otto’s grand schemes! They’d competed with each other throughout their lives. From knee-pants and up through their days in University they had waged […]

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Sailing on the Nile

Ah the breeze, ahh the crocodile, ahhh the hippo… maybe Miss Schlacht won’t come back. The Port of Said was always bustling with activity, but really, how was Eudora to know that a bustle would be a fairly inopportune piece of clothing. The constant jostling was one thing, but attempting to find a comfortable seat […]

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Nigel can’t pass up a chance to climb to the top.

But where were the others; didn’t they want to see the amazing things Professor Al-Mhud had told him about? Eudora swiped at the long strings of spittle on her face with a handkerchief that she swore would never come clean. “Goodness, Windel!” She tried to fell him with an angry glare. “Why ever did you […]

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Windel, Eudora and Miss Schlacht see the sights, but where’s Nigel…

Nigel was here just a moment ago. The sufragi assured them that Nigel had merely been misplaced, not lost as Eudora had insisted. Miss Schlact, however prim and proper, seemed entirely unconcerned about his absence. Windel, she could excuse for his distraction, but Miss Schlact was another matter.   **a good friend of mine posts […]

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The Conductress –

She’d dealt with men like him before, sure of himself and sure of his appeal to those of the ‘gentler’ sex. She, on the other hand, had a shallow tolerance for useless people. He, if his natty style and arrogant swagger were true indications of his character, was going to be one of those men […]

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