I don’t know about you, but I like to put myself in my
character’s body, living the scene with his/her baggage, experience, flaws, and
attributes. Do the situations or
challenges feel ‘real’? What doesn’t
feel believable? You will know what
needs changing by running your scenes through your mind like a movie – you are
the character – living, breathing, and experiencing each scene you’ve
created.
You’ll find yourself rewriting - adding spontaneity from the
character you’ve become. You’ll make
changes that transition the story better.
Step-by-step, you’ll feel, hear, touch, taste, and see yourself in the
scenes of your character. Do you believe
them? Did you miss any of the
senses? Add them in and you’ll be
surprised how this will improve your story.
If a scene feels confusing or uncomfortable – fix them. Never leave them in hopes the reader won’t
notice – believe me, they will. Add deep
internal emotion and allow your characters to have flaws that hinder their
goals . . . making them realize they must change to have what they need or want
by the end of the book.
You should laugh, cry, and get angry if that’s what the
character experiences. If the words you’ve
written don’t evoke the emotion or reaction you want . . . rewrite . . .
rewrite . . . and rewrite until you find yourself crying . . . laughing . . .
and ticked with the world if need be. If
you don’t feel it when you write it – the reader won’t feel it when they read
it. It’s as simple as that.
Grab your reader right from the beginning . . . and don’t let go
until you type ‘the end.’
Whispering Wind ~ Montana Territory 1865 – Pregnant and alone,
Tsopo, Wind, leaves her Blackfoot
people to save her lifelong friend, Kom-zit-api,
An Honest Man, from untrue accusations.
Kom-zit-api
finds Wind and asks her to be his sits-beside-him wife. Before she can give him an answer, he dies
saving her from Crow warriors. Trapper,
Jake McKinney hears her cries and finds her down on a ledge, birthing a child
that has arrived too soon. Now Wind
finds herself at a crossroads.
Ashamed
and confused, she accepts McKinney’s offer to go with him to the Big Belt
Mountains, where his Confederate war buddies are prospecting for gold.
They meet brothers, Tucker and Alexander Walsh on the trail. McKinney, with his valuable bales of furs and
buffalo robes, and the Walsh brothers, with their four wagons of supplies,
strike a partnership. They’ll start up a
general store for miners on the east side of the Missouri River near Diamond
City.
Wind reveals possession of a gold nugget the size of her thumb. Her
father gave it to her, and she knows where in Confederate Gulch it was
found. The men make her an equal partner
in their business they are now calling Whispering Wind.
Nothing
like her peaceful village, Wind finds herself among ramshackle clusters of
tents, lean-tos, and crude log cabins.
The main street is a knee-deep mud trail mixed with horse manure, lined
with make-shift stores, hotels, rowdy saloons, and a single assayer’s
office. Wind aspires to find love and
happiness where greed rules actions above common sense. Dressed like a white woman, hiding her part
Blackfeet blood, she faces being one of a few women in a wild, lawless mining
territory. Who can she trust? Can she
survive where so many men have failed?
Summer Timber Wolf, Nii’ówa Ómahkapi'si, is disenchanted with life in general. Ashamed of being Blackfeet, yet broke and
alone, she goes to Browning, the Blackfeet Reservation in Montana she swore
she’d never return to or call home.
Angry with
her decision to quit college, her parents give her the task of caring for her
eighty-year-old grandmother, Kimi’Aki, Secret Woman. It sounds like an easy alternative to getting
a job.
By the time
Summer realizes this means she’ll be living in the mountains in the ways of the
old ones, in a tipi, with no more modern support greater than a boiling pot,
it’s too late to go back.
In this primitive
setting she realizes there’s more to being Blackfeet than just being called
Indian. Although she fights anything to
do with her ancestry, she is quickly caught up in a world of whispering spirits
and a journey that teaches we must understand and find pride in where we’ve
come from . . . in order to know where we’re going.
Multi-published author
Rita Karnopp knew at a very young age she wanted to be a writer – and penned her
first story at age sixteen. She is drawn to the history of the Native American
and strives to bring alive the authenticity of a time past. Whether writing
suspense, Indian historicals, or contemporary romance, Rita enjoys bringing
excitement and the enduring power of love to her
stories.
Rita currently resides in Montana with her husband and
their loveable Cockapoo named Gema. When she isn’t reading, writing or doing research,
Rita enjoys making dream catchers, gold panning, crystal or sapphire digging,
rafting, fishing, canoeing, and spending time with her children and
grandchildren.
Also find Rita at:
Website: http://ritakarnopp.com
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Contact her at: ritakarnopp@bresnan.net
Website: http://ritakarnopp.com
Facebook: rita.karnopp@facebook.comBlog: http://mizging.blogspot.com/
Contact her at: ritakarnopp@bresnan.net