Here we are… a pivotal moment in the story, but one that I don’t think gives too much away.
Of course, if you haven’t read Healer’s Touch, here be spoilers. Warned.
A soldier sauntered arrogantly up to Aris. Llew might have said ‘swaggering’, but the man’s high boots and long, medalled, dress jacket suggested a class beyond swagger. The white handle hanging from his hip glowed in the airy moonlight.
“Captain.” The mustachioed man nodded to Aris.
“Lieutenant general,” Aris acknowledged the man in return.
The new arrival placed himself beside Aris as he observed all those gathered in the yard. He dipped his head to share a few words with Aris.
Military ranks were lost on Llew, but whether the man officially outranked him or not, it seemed Aris was in charge. The other man bent at the waist to listen to Aris’s instruction. The lieutenant general nodded and straightened. He and Aris surveyed the soldiers around them. Then Aris made a gesture.
Something thumped Llew in the chest, reminding her of the ache she’d felt when watching Karlani with Jonas. She looked to Jonas now. He was looking at two crossbow bolts in his hand, confused. He turned to her and his face went slack.
She looked down.
A crossbow bolt shaft protruded from her shirt, which meant the tip was… the tip was…
Those who have followed me for some time will know that I based Jonas’ horse, Chino, on my very own mini horse… Chino.
That’s him in his full-colour glory.
Now I want to introduce you to my inspiration for Llew’s Amico. I don’t know his real name. If I’d had a place to keep two horses, I would have done a little research into acquiring him, too.
What this photo doesn’t show is the tiny spot of chestnut on his shoulder. That sold him to me, I gotta say (if I’d had a home for him).
Of course, the fictional Chino is much taller and has a military background, & Amico has a history of carrying highwaymen. But having such a strong image in mind has helped me give both horses their own personalities in the books, even though they are clearly minor characters.
Both horses raised their heads as the pair approached the fence. Chino nickered, snorted and took a tentative step towards them before Amico rounded him up, threatening to nip his legs, and led him in a chase away from the couple.
Jonas and Llew grinned at each other to see the bold hack leading the warhorse in play.
Personally, I struggle to say my human characters look just like real people (horses are easier in that regard), but I think this is a great example of how character research can help us with our writing.
What about you guys? Do you keep photos of what your characters look like in your writing files? Only human? Or animals, too?
“Welcome” to new readers, and “Thanks for coming back” to returners.
Sorry to those who were looking for a little more explanation to last week’s entry. I’m going to have to remain tight-lipped on that one… too much spoilery information for HEALER’S TOUCH… But I love this bit, so I hope you will, too…
To set the scene for this one: Jonas and Llew have just attended a funeral for someone dear to them and have headed out for a walk to reflect. Jonas complimented Llew on her speech… and Llew brushes him off like so:
Llew reached the fence and turned to look Jonas up and down.
“I didn’t say anything.”
“Well then, what you didn’t say, it was real nice.” He
This week, I’m actually carrying directly on from last week’s entry… If you recall, Jonas and Llew were getting a little bit cosy, and Jonas had just told Llew that should anything happen to her, he would heal her (which would result in him being drained) and she would be so grateful she’d make love to him immediately… He continues…
“I’m afraid I would be at your mercy, weak as I’d be. But I’ll forgive you.”
I’m not sure how many of these I’ll do (especially with the WIP), but I felt like sharing this little bit and the Weekend Writing Warriors’ #8Sunday is the perfect place to do it, I think. And really, how appropriate, considering my WIP is titled Warrior’s Touch, to follow on from the already released Healer’s Touch… See what I’m doing there? Yep, I’m shifting focus.
Anyway, I’m going to try not to be too spoilery, so I’ll let the sentences speak for themselves… If they don’t work out of context then, well, um… yeah…
“You sick—.” Jonas stood.
Braph was out of his chair in an instant, expanding the distance between