Aug. 26, 2008

Writing Workshop: Lesson 4

Characters: Part III

     Distant, moody, and flirting dangerously with rebellion, Caedmon has never been the prince his father hoped for.  Since he was a child, he has preferred to go by the pet name of Cael, and for the most part he avoids his royal life.  He much prefers to spend his time on horseback, often taking his sister with him on his rides.  Strangers look upon him as untrustworthy because of his reputation as an insurgent, but in truth he is not one to take his duties lightly.  He works with a will at anything he believes to merit the attention.  Although not one to step up to a position of leadership, he functions well at the head of a following.  He is ever fascinated with the art of swordplay, and over the years has become proficient with the broadsword.  Because he is left-handed, he often has an advantage over opponants who have not faced a left-handed adversary.  In a duel, his competitive edge is difficult to overcome, and even worse is his stubborn refusal to accept a deafeat.
    

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Aug. 26, 2008 - Lesson 4

Posted by skmarlow
Oh, this was great fun to read. I was wondering how you would "outdo" yourself, since your "notes" on Cael were so complete. But you did it. You took those notes and wove an interesting sketch that really makes me think he is a real person. You are a very gift writer, Beth. I surely do look forward to reading more lessons from you!
I will be gone for about a week, so if you don't hear back from me on other lessons, just hang tight. I'll be back eventually. :-)
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Aug. 26, 2008 - Untitled Comment

Posted by Storyteller
I read some of your story before, and it's really good!
My mom is expecting her 7th and it's a boy, and guess what his name's gonna be? Caedmon!!!!!!!
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