This M.C. is one tough S.O.B.

2 Nov

Well, despite my best efforts, John Palmer is still alive.

He’s seen better days, believe me. If this were a Heinlein novel here would be the point where he’d start cussing me out for being a sadistic bastard.

But, John, you kinda deserve it, right? Remember? Remember Sharon?

That’s the hardest thing about this setup. In a drug-fueled rage (Back in NaNo 2010. Keep up!), John scared his ex-girlfriend so badly she fell to her death. It took John a long time to realize what he’d done, but now – well, it’s a lot to deal with.

Have you ever read a book where the M.C. has killed (or been the direct cause of death for) an innocent? Sharon was a good person. Yes, John was wigging, but that doesn’t excuse anything, right?

Is this a salvageable premise? At heart, John himself is a good person. And trying to become better. Trying to help the unfortunate souls still left in the prison.

But I haven’t forgiven him. He hasn’t done nearly enough penance. And he hasn’t accomplished shit, yet, in the way of being a contributing member of society. Mostly he’s managed to barely stay alive Despite The Odds, fumbling from one half-assed escape tactic to another.

This is what I (am finding that I) like about being a “pantser”. (You know, as opposed to a “plotter”. It has something to do with the seat of the pants. Probably that I need at least one steel-toed kick to them each day to start writing.) My guy is no hero, and I don’t expect anybody that ends up reading the book will be one, either. He gets lucky sometimes, and gets out of some serious scrapes by the skin of his teeth, but mostly he’s just a guy trying to make it. I hope there’s some appeal in there. I am so friggin bored of invincible heroes wading through the bullet-spew with nary a dent. I want to be thinking, “This fellow is gonna die. First he’s gonna get his ass kicked into flame-roasted tomato paste, and then he’s gonna die.”

Maybe I come out at the end thinking, “Hell, I coulda done that. Yeah, I got what it takes!” Maybe I come out thinking, “That guy totally died! And the M.C. that picked up after him totally died too! Whisky Tango Foxtrot!”

Not to say that I don’t want to enjoy the badass edge when it presents itself. Today’s writing was brought to you (me) by stuff like:

Massive Attack’s “Inertia Creeps”

NIN’s “Terrible Lie”

Rob Zombie’s “Living Dead Girl”

and This Guy:

Roy Batty, an inspiring figure in the anti-slavery movement of the future.

Until tomorrow, the kickass ninja pirate in me bows to the kickass ninja pirate in you!


2 Responses to “This M.C. is one tough S.O.B.”

  1. Bronson O'Quinn November 3, 2012 at 6:53 pm #

    Just kill him. I killed my guy on page 1 and it’s working out great 😛

    • roscenco November 4, 2012 at 12:09 am #

      I already have one half-baked zombie screenplay moldering on my shelf, Bronson!

      How’s that working out for you, BTW? Oh yeah, I can just go to your page and find out!

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