How To Set A Particular Character Or Scenario
Writing for me started out as a hobby to express my emotions, for me it was never about being a professional author but finding bliss and happiness in my own small fantasy, for the fact that I wished to roam places that I could never reach, to feel the emotions and experience a form of life beyond this world through the characters I create.
This journey was beyond beautiful yet it came with it's own ups and downs. My first book was not a deal breaker when it was published rather it only managed to gain a hundred reads in a week but that's the special part of writing. Every chapter you create today may not feel necessary, maybe not everyone would come forward to appreciate your work but slowly and steadily the reads will come around followed by readers who would appreciate all your efforts, just like in my case.
So to all the newly budding authors out there, do not be afraid of failures or of how would you be able to do justice to your work, it sure would not happen in a single day but eventually you will get there just like I went from a few hundred reads to being an author that earns well enough.
Saying that, here I would like to demonstrate that how the vocabulary and tone related to a particular character or scenario make the audience curious to know them more, storyline is important but the description is what makes the game run.
Thus, the three pillars for excellent description are stated below.
The books of these kinds that glorify toxicity might gain readers because ' negative publicity is also publicity' yet they would not remain there for long thus the best way to avoid angry readers is to describe the situation in a better way, make the tone gloomy and sad, just like there is suffocation and chill in the surroundings:
Excerpt from my book Tainted
Terror is not only the touch of a monster, true horror is the craving the essence of their skin rubbing against yours, igniting and burning and yet defying the truth that it wasn't love that he showed. No it was not a poetry that he wrote upon your skin. It wasn't a prayer that left his mouth blissfully when he touched that innocence of yours.
It was a sick play for him. A horrendous pleasure he got when he marked your skin red, ripping off your clothes, poison...his touch was venomous on your body and the venom would one day tear your soul apart.
No feeling was involved, neither kindness was bestowed nor a choice was given and yet the heart refused to believe that it was abuse.
Alaric hands grasped Karma's waist trailing upwards as his lips moved in dominance bruising her soft pink petals.
Behind the school in a secluded class which was abandoned due to left out construction work their bodies rubbed against each other feverishly. Arrays of classrooms which were cemented stormy gray hid them as his fingers wrapped around her blue top pulling it upwards.
"Shhh don't you love me?" he sucked a spot on her neck.
"Then trust me."
C) Cute scenes:
Take note of what the readers would love and use words which tend to glorify the sweetness of the character and the depict an extremely happy aura with an abundant supply of flowers and romantic experiences. Use the way poets of Victorian age- loads of appreciation, beautiful scenes and a light atmosphere without forgetting to show the doting love or care of a closely related person to that character.
Excerpt from my book Fragile:
The artificial lagoon was shallow and was not at all enough to drown her, also her frock would not be dirtied if she would be careful.
The girl stepped her foot inside the water raising her dress above her knees to stop if from getting wet, with cautious baby steps she went further in the middle towards the lotus she wished to have.
When the desired bloom floated near her she was too excited to notice the mud beneath it making her feet slip as she fell down in the mud with a heavy thump. The mafia prince was searching for her when he saw a white visage from far away in the pond and the pretty princess loose her footing, Ares ran towards the girl.
"Rose!" Rose was blank for a moment, all dirtied by mud with soil splashed on her face ,flock all stained, her ears started ringing as soon as she heard Ares's call. She did not even dared to look up as tears filled her eyes.
The water sloshed and Rose trembled in terror, now he would not be nice to her, he would truly hate-
"Baby" Ares cupped her face gently, wiping off the mud on her cheeks and nose.
"Here, don't cry doll. You almost made it there." The man plucked the big white lotus from its floating leaves and kept it infront of Rose, who looked at him in utter surprise, the shame washing away. Those dusty cyans had nothing but concern and longing.
"Y-You got dirty for me?" Her voice was a whisper as she saw his shirt no better than her own dress.
"Absolutely not! I saw a fairy in pond and wished to catch hold of her. My intentions are pure evil."
I hope these tips would help you in your endeavors.
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