Creative Writing

This is what Kerry sent for the character sketch exercise.  Well done, Kerry!  The next step (and exercise) is for you to SHOW the same character in a scene, from his POV.  How much of the same information can you give us from his perspective?

He is of a stature more befitting the prototypical Texan rancher, rather than that of his native Arkansas.  Over six-feet tall, even on days he doesn’t wear his snake-skin boots, his full head of dark, wavy hair, with only hints of gray, never reaches the tops of his ears for more than a day or two.  The son of a Korean War veteran preacher, an almost permanent smile complements arched eyebrows that favor an out and downward slant, as if he is surprised (or feigning surprise) at nearly everything that occurs throughout the course of the day.  It is rare that he allows anyone to pass him in the hallways without stopping to relate an amusing (to him, at least) anecdote from the previous evening’s line-up of late night talk shows (He seems to favor the more vanilla-humored Leno).

Most conversations begin with a “Well...”, not of a drawn-out Reaganesque manner, but rather a more staccato style that precedes the daily ice-breaker, perhaps a comment on the upcoming election, or this weekend’s Top 20 match-up, any of which are benignly baited to indicate that he’ll value your response, any response. 

A devoted patriarch, he often mentions his grandchildren.  Less often does he bring up his troubled son whose mid-day phone calls (often interrupting light,  mid-day office banter) he reliably takes knowing he’ll need to offer some fatherly advice on creative ways to manage an otherwise unmanageable financial situation.  These calls usually end with an “ ‘Aight? Love you, too…”, a snapping shut of, and puzzled glance at, his cell phone, followed by several seconds of silence, and finally punctuated with an exasperated, mid-grade sigh.  He is neither secretive, nor ashamed of anyone else overhearing his end of these conversations, and seems to go out of his way not to burden the rest of us with his thoughts afterwards.