Who would’ve ever thought a character that started out meek and mild would turn into a demanding, um…witch? I certainly didn’t, but I learned quick. With Betty Sue, it’s “my way or the highway”, and she wasn’t about to let me get my way. She laid down the law pretty fast and all I could do was follow her lead. But, I think hope I’ve finally got her down and now the only thing to do is check to make sure I haven’t left any dangling threads or made any huge glaring mistakes.
And as I wind down with Storm, I’ve been thinking about the next book in the series. Number three is the story of the third brother, Lucien, and though I have a vague idea of where I want it to go, I haven’t really worked out all the kinks yet. Hopefully, that’ll come when I start writing it. I do have a pretty good idea of the female character I want for Luke’s heroine and just an inkling of her personality, but no name yet.
I always struggle with character names but that was one thing I didn’t have to worry about with Betty Sue. Her name was a gift from an unknown woman who lives somewhere here in western North Carolina who just happened to dial my phone number one day when I first started writing Storm. At that time, I knew who my heroine was, a sort of plain Jane middle school librarian whose grandfather describes her as a “pert-near woman”. You know the type, never makes waves, doesn’t date much, and is, in her words, “as nervous as a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs,” around men. I knew exactly who I wanted her to be, but I couldn’t come up with the perfect name for her. Then my phone rings out of the blue and when I went to answer it, the name that showed up on the caller ID was Betty Sue Corn. I didn’t answer the phone, I just stood there and stared at that name. Call it kismet, karma, fate, whatever, that name was, in a word, perfect!
I’m hoping the same thing happens with this new character, but I sort of doubt it will, so I’ve been thinking, maybe I’ll have a “Name The Heroine” contest. I’ve seen other authors do that, but I don’t know…what if I hated the name the winner picked? Or if it was completely innappropriate for my heroine?
Nah, I think I’ll just go back to running through the lists of baby names on the Internet…and waiting for the phone to ring.