One month I shall post before the 10th.
This is not that month.
As per, I'm posting about the Untitled WIP!
Corrie is my MC and narrator, and I've BP-ed about her a few times. The other MCs are her three best friends, Freddie, Mel and Jem. I've posted about Freddie before, and last month I did all four of them. If you want to read those posts, pop up to the page I Write and the links are there.
This month I'm writing about Jem! He is sixteen when the book starts and working as a messenger in Teyvanidan.
I always enjoy reading other people's BP posts; one thing I've seen a lot of you doing is posting from the actual characters' POVs. I've never done that before, but after being inspired by this genius post I'm going to give it a go! (The other characters may butt in. They do that sometimes.)
Jem never has been nor ever will be a narrator, but it will still be fun to get inside his head.
1. They’re in a crisis: who would they really like to see right now?
Jem: Depends on the crisis, I guess. Freddie can be handy, considering he can do magic--
Freddie: ~offended huff~ Is that all I'm good for?
Jem: Yes. Yes it is. Apart from you, Mel is the moral support, and Corrie has the ideas.
2. Are they easy to get along with?
Jem: ...
Me: If you decide to be nice, then yes.
Jem: I'm always nice.
Me: Well, that's categorically not true.
3. Who was the last person they had a deep conversation with? (I imagine this question means, at the point I'm writing at. I'm actually redrafting atm and Jem's not yet been introduced, so we'll take it from the end of Draft 1.)
Jem: Ah, yes, I remember. The night before the attack; the night before we all got caught. ~looks down~ His name was Jonathan Wray, and we'd become good friends. We spoke about the future: the future that, as it turned out, he'd never have. He was executed.
4. They’re in the middle of a huge crowd of people: how do they feel?
Jem: This is it, this is my element! You're anonymous in a crowd; you're one out of many. You're part of something greater. You're in the city, most likely. I love it.
Mel: Hear, hear!
Freddie: ~shudders~
Freddie: ~shudders~
5. Do they believe in luck or miracles?
Jem: There's little luck in the world, but there's no such thing as miracles. There are no gods.
6. Do they like and get along with their neighbours?
Jem: I suppose. There's a family on our left, lots of kids, I help out when I can--
Freddie: What a saint.
Jem: Shut up, Freddie. They're nice people. On the right is three old sisters living together, pretty nosy but nice to me. They give me cake occasionally.
Corrie: So you love them.
Jem: Of course. I mean, come on. Cake.
7. If they could travel anywhere in the world, where would they go?
Jem: Tellarik!* I want to go to Ces Aretel!
Mel: ROAD TRIP!
Corrie: There's a war on, remember?
Mel: Oh. Right. Yeah. Spoilsport.
Mel: Oh. Right. Yeah. Spoilsport.
*A country east of Ivaria, (the kingdom where the book is set). Ces Aretel is its capital. Its famous for its magic and wonderful culture.
8. How do they feel about their body?
Jem: What kind of question is that? It's not like it's something I think about ...
Me: ~rolls eyes~ Typical boy. He is pretty much right, though, it's not on his mind often, although he does wish he were taller.
Jem: I do not!
Me: ~nods wisely~ He does. Freddie is, like, a foot taller than him.
Freddie: HA!
Jem: That's a lie!
Me: OK, maybe six inches!
Jem: Three and a half!
Freddie: ~won't stop laughing~
Me: The other thing is his eyes. They're brown but one has a big colour pigment defect so it's nearly entirely hazel. Which I think is quite cool, but it's not what you'd call classically good-looking.
9. What is the cruellest thing someone has ever said to them? How did they react?
Jem: I remember being about five and hearing my father tell my mother -- shout at my mother, I was listening when I should have been in bed -- that I was the only reason he was still with her, and he resented me every day.
He left pretty soon after that.
10. What’s the kindest thing someone has ever said to them? How did they react?
Jem: Huh. Tough one.
Me: I SAY KIND THINGS ABOUT YOU!
Jem: You don't count.
Me: ~wounded expression~
Jem: I don't know, though.
Me: He can totally think of something, he just won't tell us!
Jem: Probably something Corrie said.
Freddie, Mel and me simultaneously: OOOHHH! CORRIE!!!!
Corrie and Jem: Shut up!
And with that I leave them. I SHIP CORRIE/JEM SO HARD THOUGH. YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW.
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Well, that was excellent fun! I'll have to do it like that again. Now tell me: did you do BP this month? Drop me a link!
PS Stay tuned because on Thursday I am posting something gargantuanally exciting! (I think it is, anyway. Drop by and see if you agree.)