I fell upon a blog post today about developing characters for your story. It reminded me that people often ask me about the characters in my novel. Most recently, I was asked how blurred the line was between my own personality and that of the main protagonist in my novel, Del Booker. I thought I’d share my answer with you:
On the surface, Del and I share a lot of common ground. But he could have just as easily been a butcher, a baker, a candlestick maker. The fact that Del is trying his hand at theatre is by and large out of laziness on my part. Same with his physical description. But I think the real story has little to do with what Del actually does, or what he looks like.
At this point, I’m just another reader like anyone else, and I don’t see any more convergence between Del and myself than I do between Sir Laurence Olivier and that girl who played Buffy the Vampire Slayer – sure, they’re both actors, but that’s about where the comparison ends.
When I get down to it, I tend to think that of all The Call for Something‘s major characters, Del Booker is the least like me. Conversely, I’ll come right out and admit that all the other major characters are just different versions of StephenThomas, the person; and gender, job, age, or what you will, are just details: they might change, but they’ll never change a thing.