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Character Creation and Motivation
Feb. 16th, 2021 10:08 pmI did a fun writing exercise today for character generation.
For 3 minutes, write as many general qualities as you can. eg. Smelly, friendly, traumatized, dramatic, etc.
For 3 minutes, write as many emotions as you can. eg. Love, hate, impatience, bliss, etc.
For 3 minutes, write as many character wants as you can. eg. fame, power, vengeance, a pony, a gold medal, etc.
Then choose one from each column and for 10 minutes, free-write a monologue by someone with all of these ideas.
I chose prudish, disgust, and threesome, and here is what I came up with.
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Whatever happened to modesty? When I was a kid, it was shameful and slovenly for your bra strap to be showing. My mother and grandmother always had safety pins to ensure their bra straps didn’t slip out of place. I mean, if we can see your bra strap, it’s just a reminder that you’re wearing a bra, and if we know you’re wearing a bra, we can’t help but think about breasts, and that’s just not proper. Breasts have a function, and that function is to feed babies. There’s no point in advertising these parts. They’re for you and your baby alone, and all those women and girls showing off their bra straps, well, they have no self-respect. No common decency. They should be ashamed of themselves, because they’re just sexualizing what God made for babies.
And then those awful musicians like Madonna or that, what’s her name? That rap woman. You know the one I mean. She dresses like a prostitute, and that’s entirely what she wants to do. She’s not one to worry about bra straps. I mean, she has nothing on her breasts at all! Just these little hats on her nipples! And she just caterwauls and grinds around like a Siamese cat in heat and it’s awful. She’d be pretty if she toned it down by about 3000% and wore something modest. Maybe a nice long-sleeved dress with a mid-calf hemline. Some ruffles along the hem. That would look nice on her. And she can wash off all that war paint. She looks like a slutty clown. She’d be much more attractive if she dressed more like me.
You remember our first date? You were wearing tan slacks and a handknit wool sweater. I was wearing my favourite Cottage Core sweatshirt and a vintage 1980s Laura Ashley print skirt with a pair of leggings underneath. I can’t help but think what if she were there. That rap woman. And what if she was wearing a nice ruffled dress, like the kind I wear to church. Oooh. Yeah. And what if she sang some adult contemporary music instead. Maybe something like Celine Dion. She has a glorious voice. She should use it for something more appropriate. That would be much more attractive. Don’t you think?
For 3 minutes, write as many general qualities as you can. eg. Smelly, friendly, traumatized, dramatic, etc.
For 3 minutes, write as many emotions as you can. eg. Love, hate, impatience, bliss, etc.
For 3 minutes, write as many character wants as you can. eg. fame, power, vengeance, a pony, a gold medal, etc.
Then choose one from each column and for 10 minutes, free-write a monologue by someone with all of these ideas.
I chose prudish, disgust, and threesome, and here is what I came up with.
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Whatever happened to modesty? When I was a kid, it was shameful and slovenly for your bra strap to be showing. My mother and grandmother always had safety pins to ensure their bra straps didn’t slip out of place. I mean, if we can see your bra strap, it’s just a reminder that you’re wearing a bra, and if we know you’re wearing a bra, we can’t help but think about breasts, and that’s just not proper. Breasts have a function, and that function is to feed babies. There’s no point in advertising these parts. They’re for you and your baby alone, and all those women and girls showing off their bra straps, well, they have no self-respect. No common decency. They should be ashamed of themselves, because they’re just sexualizing what God made for babies.
And then those awful musicians like Madonna or that, what’s her name? That rap woman. You know the one I mean. She dresses like a prostitute, and that’s entirely what she wants to do. She’s not one to worry about bra straps. I mean, she has nothing on her breasts at all! Just these little hats on her nipples! And she just caterwauls and grinds around like a Siamese cat in heat and it’s awful. She’d be pretty if she toned it down by about 3000% and wore something modest. Maybe a nice long-sleeved dress with a mid-calf hemline. Some ruffles along the hem. That would look nice on her. And she can wash off all that war paint. She looks like a slutty clown. She’d be much more attractive if she dressed more like me.
You remember our first date? You were wearing tan slacks and a handknit wool sweater. I was wearing my favourite Cottage Core sweatshirt and a vintage 1980s Laura Ashley print skirt with a pair of leggings underneath. I can’t help but think what if she were there. That rap woman. And what if she was wearing a nice ruffled dress, like the kind I wear to church. Oooh. Yeah. And what if she sang some adult contemporary music instead. Maybe something like Celine Dion. She has a glorious voice. She should use it for something more appropriate. That would be much more attractive. Don’t you think?
