“I think we can all sympathize with someone who doesn’t fit. Someone who doesn’t feel like they’re in their right place in the world, who doesn’t know what everybody else knows and doesn’t know how to behave… and [gets] into trouble because they don’t know how to behave.”
I look at my main character, Nash Moor, and laugh.
My biggest challenge with writing a teenager that exemplifies The Other is my near neurotic need to tone down the dramatics. While much of Nash’s personality is derived from his status as an outsider among outsiders, I’m slicing out the extraneous histrionics. Having started writing seriously during a time when Twilight was first peaking into popularity, I’ve developed an aversion to writing and reading about trigger happy acts of teenage heroism and self-sabotage.
But maybe I’ve been doing it wrong.
I’ve been playing it safe.
A teenage character is supposed to be stupid, naïve, and misguided. He or she is supposed to overreact and cry at the blood on their hands. There’s supposed to be real hurt at their core, and it’s up to them to get into trouble to make it hurt less. And if you’re an outsider, be prepared to squeeze that comfort from a stone.
Why does time fly as you get older?
Because nothing is new anymore.
Adolescence is about discovery and self-affirmation. Everything is brand new, and overreaction is almost a prerequisite.
It’s chilling how easy that is to forget.
Do you have any insights as you edit your writing?