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30 Days of Writing - Day Eleven

11. Who is your favorite character to write? Least favorite?

Without a doubt, Sorônt and Fanir are neck and neck for favorite characters to write. Sorônt has a great sense of humor, and whenever he opens his mouth, something interesting is going to come out. He tries not to take anything too seriously, including even the most serious of situations. Fanir, on the other hand, is entertaining because she's two parts crafty, one part oblivious. She always has a scheme up her sleeve, but inevitably some part of it twists in a direction she doesn't expect, and somehow she winds up on the business end of her own plots.

My least favorite character to write so far has been Klathran. He is a good man, but altogether too melancholy. Things that should make him happy just barely scratch the surface, and anything even slightly discouraging sends him to the bottom of the wine bottle in no time. I love him as a character, but it's very hard to write him without feeling depressed when I'm done with one of his scenes.

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