Love that song. Circles in my brain over and over, but since I asked my character for help--whoa. Something clicked in these lyrics. They may not speak to you, but did they ever speak to me!
Snakes and snails and alcohol, his daddy’s fist thrown through the wall
Ah but he’s beautiful when he’s in the ring, the devil howls, the angels sing
Sparks fly from his fingertips and words like birds fly from his lips
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These two concepts--my character's rage and when she's beautiful--really woke me up. I've never imagined asking about these. They are unexpected character questions. They open up worlds inside.
When I got back to my writing office, I sat down at the computer and began to brainstorm. I pretended I was interviewing my character on the page. I asked her:
What is your rage made of?
When are you beautiful?
And I let it rip. I got images, ideas, and enough material to build several new chapters and rework others. Somehow, this dichotomy of rage and beauty--something that is in all humans--brought me the inner story.
Try it this week, if you have a reluctant player on your story's stage. It works for memoir too, especially if you're writing a secondary character you think you know, but may not know as well as you think.