
...there was a hero and heroine who had a life before their story started. They were born, had parents, siblings, went to school, got jobs, yadda, yadda, yadda...
Backstory. A necessary evil. As authors, we need backstory on our characters for us to understand what makes them tick, what motivates them. Our book needs these characters' backstories to provide them with motivation to behave as they do. But how much should an author use? When? Where? And how much is too much? Or not enough?
Boy, for me this is the most challenging part of starting a new story. It's a balancing act of getting just the right amount of backstory in the beginning to shed some light on who the characters are, what they want, and connect them to the obstacles that stand in their way. It's so very, very important, yet you have to measure it out in bite-size portions that fit the scene and situation. If you dump it in all at once, you get: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. The last thing you want is to put your readers to sleep.
So what's a writer to do?
Dialogue can be a great way to disclose backstory without stopping the story completely. As long as you don't fall into the trap of "As you know, Bob..." That's the kiss of death. Never have characters talk to each other about stuff they already know. "As you know, Bob, we both dated Kathy last year and she picked me, so you're a loser." Duh.
But dialogue can reveal relevent backstory significant to the plot. I contemplated this in a story I'm just starting. As an example, here is how I reveal significant backstory that I hope doesn't slow down the story too much.
Staring at his untied shoe, she said, “The money should have gone to my mother.”
Henry slipped a pen from his breast pocket. “Your father knew you’d take care of her and your sister.”
Claire tightened her grip on the letter in her lap and felt the paper tear. “Kind of late for that.”
“Neither of us knew about the accident.”
She shrugged. “Nothing can be done for Celleste, but my mom’s still breathing.” Not that breathing always meant living, at least in her mother’s case. After the car hit the median and rolled, her mother’s injuries left her in a coma and left her sister, Celleste, without a pulse. The pickled state of Mom’s inebriated brain might have been responsible. Or the leaky breaklines. Whichever, the result was the same.
This is only an example of how backstory is "weaved" into the present narrative and dialogue. But it also serves to create tension. Backstory sets the stage for more to come, thereby raising questions, which also heightens tension. Backstory can be used to hint at secrets with the promise of revelations to come.
So how do you balance your backstory with your story's narrative? Do you have any tricks to share on how to use backstory to help readers care about your characters from the get-go? It's easy to torture a character from page one, maybe even kill off him or her, but how do you make a reader care before they even know who that character is? Do you have a method for creating sympathetic characters on the first page? Please share!
Karen
23 comments:
Great post Karen. I like the way you weave in the backstory through the dialog in a natural setting. I think the trick to backstory (at least for me) is keeping it in deep POV--would my character really think/feel/reveal this fact right then. I try to reveal stuff by how people act/say--reading between the lines.
I'm of the opinion that backstory should create questions where possible and only answer then where absolutely neccessary. Do we NEED to know the number of siblings? Not unless they factor into the plot--or unless some defining oldest/youngest fact gives rise to conflict. Ditto hometown, parent's occupations etc--as a reader I don't like first (or second) chapters that read like a resume!
Here's how I tried to do a little backstory in my WIP (page 2)--you all can tell me if it works or not.
“Respect? Dude, wipe the drool off your face.” T.P loosened his tie, then leaned back against the fireplace. “And what is with the Carl Sagan get up?”
“One word: Meina.”
“Your mother dressed you in a black turtleneck and a tan blazer? Was she smoking something at the time?”
“Worse. She handed me one of my father’s dress shirts and a tie.”
“And so you responded by raiding the wardrobe of Cosmos?”
“No. This was the compromise.” Dan laughed. His mother had kept at him until he’d succumbed to a jacket.
“Could I see options one and two?” T.P. finished removing his own tie and shoved it in his pocket. “Haven’t you unpacked?”
“Unpacked?” His wine tasted bitter at the thought. “I’m not moving back home.” This was his life right now--a funeral for a guy he didn’t particularly like, a room he didn’t want to occupy, a woman he couldn’t have, and cheap wine.
*end scene*
I *hope* the little snipets of backstory tell the reader something about our hero and make them want to know more. I hope.
I like to keep backstory vague as well. Give enough either in dialog or POV to make the character sympathetic or not, depending on the character. I don't like big backstory dumps.
This is a paragraph from my contemporary.
The scent of sour milk and baby lotion made her heart lurch. She snuggled her cheek against his. If her baby had lived, it would be just about this age. She’d give anything to be back in Chicago, holding her child and waiting for her husband to come home. But she wasn’t and never would again.
Then the story moves on with action. I try to keep back story info in short "dumps" if it is in POV.
Here is a dialog sequence with backstory.
His eyelids felt heavy when her voice penetrated the zone he'd gone into. "So, why doesn't Beth's parents help take care of Maddie?"
The anger he'd stuffed into a dark hole in his heart consumed him. He didn't even look to make sure Maddie was asleep before saying. "Because her father is an asshole."
His grip on the steering wheel tightened as he relived the day in the hospital when Beth was taken off life support. His gut twisted and rage made his head feel as if it would explode.
It took all Carina"s resolve to not shrink against the door as the anger in Brock filled the cab of the pickup. She hugged Tate to her, hoping neither he nor Maddie woke up while their father was in this state.
Cautiously, she opened her mouth and asked, "Why-" He turned to her, his mouth set in a hard line even as pain dulled his eyes. She cleared her throat. "Why do you say that?"
"Maxwell Johnson always wanted someone more for his daughter. Someone not of this land. Someone who could cover her in diamonds." His hands squeezed the wheel as he turned jerkily around a bend in the road. "I was not his top pick for a husband. We kept our love secret from him for many years. But when he found out - Beth had to leave home. He was a violent man when things didn't go his way. How her sweet mother put up with it all those years I'll never know."
His eyes turned steely, and his mouth twisted in a sardonic smile. "The day we took Beth off life support," Brock swallowed, tears glistening in his eyes, "he had the affront to say she was better off dead than as my wife." He looked at her over the heads of his beautiful children. "She was better off dead than being my wife." The anguish on his face made her heart ache for him. She reached out touching his arm.
"He was in pain too. Most likely he didn’t mean what he said."
He shook off her hand. "No. He meant it. I neglected her. I didn't ride with her that day and her horse fell. By the time I realized she hadn't come back and found her-" He jerked the pickup to a stop and leaned over the steering wheel. His body heaved as he sobbed.
I'm going to approach this as a reader and say that once I am introduced to and become involved with characters, once I like them and am rooting for them, I crave some idea of what's going on in their lives, what happened before, so that when they either say something revealing or think it, I lap it up like a kitten with a bowl of cream. I want to know. It's another piece of the puzzle that is them.
In my current WIP, her backstory is being fed in tiny snippets. It's obvious she is going to kill someone, but the reasons are foggy still on page 50. This may or may not change. It's been incredibly difficult to find the time and place to feed in the hero's past as he's leading a double life, too. Hence, it can't come out in dialogue.
This is how I am doing it. It's page 34 and he's "tossing" the heroine's cabin:
The first conclusion he reached was the woman had fewer clothes and shoes than any other woman he'd ever known. Heavy on jeans and T-shirts, boots and knee high socks. Hardly the clothes of a temptress. Even her nightgown was white cotton. Nothing sexy about it except if you stopped to think what it might like flowing around Elle's curves.
Enough of that. Still, he'd been married once in his dim youth to a strawberry blonde whose closet rod sagged in the middle. And the shoes! Dozens of the damn things, every color of the rainbow.
His most recent relationship had been with another kind of woman altogether with a wardrobe that still left a queasy spot in his stomach.
He couldn't bear to think of her.
end of WIP
(and by the way, is there any way to feel more vulnerable when it comes to your writing than to take a snippet of something you are still working on and present it to other writers? It makes me cringe!)
Anyway, I think the way you did yours sounds great, Karen, as always. So did Wavy's and Paty's which makes me think that although we all seem to worry about how much to reveal and when to reveal it, we all figure it out in our own way and individual to the current work in progress.
I couldn't agree more, by the way, then that "As we both know, Bob." statement. I actually published a book a few years ago where I had the same information retold in almost the same way within a chapter or two and it still makes me crazy which goes back to my mantra--read, polish, don't let your work leave your hands until it's as perfect as you can make it!
I digressed again. Thanks for a great blog, Karen, I'm going to keep what you said about info. dumps in my head as I soldier through this book!
Alice
Great post, Karen. I love reading everyone's examples.
I love backstory. The key is layering it in in small bursts to keep the reader turning the page. What happened back then to make the character into what they are today? How does what they did then affect what they do now? If done correctly, the backstory is another thread that keeps the reader reading. In order to understand the protagonist's motivations, the reader has to understand their backstory.
Dialogue is a good way to do that, but sometimes it can be evasive, especially to the other character. My characters tend to be pretty tough and closed off. They don't give away important internal information like that until that bond between the two main characters is forged. And even then, it can be a struggle. I like to give short snipets of backstory in internals. The heroine looks at something, has a quick memory flash or a physical response. She's considering what she's going to do next, and the past plays into her decisions about the future. This is from chapter one of my WIP:
Kat wove through tables of Egyptian artifacts and tried not to look at the Late Period jewelry, the Middle Kingdom carvings. Inside though, she felt her blood warm as the past surrounded her. If she had a day, an hour, even thirty minutes she could get lost right here in a world she missed more than she realized. She passed a statue of the lion-headed goddess, Sekhmet, and paused to study it for the briefest of seconds.
Beautiful. So strong and regal, chiseled and distinct. Who had carved it? When? Before she knew what she was doing, she reached a hand out and ran her fingers along the cool stone. Where had he gotten it? Had he had it when they’d been together? And if so, why hadn’t he ever told her about it? The carving was so intricate, so unique. The historian in her burst to life with a thousand questions related to the piece. It had been so long since she’d seen or touched or felt...
Kat yanked her hand back before she lost track of herself. Getting sucked into the history of Egypt had been her downfall once before, hadn’t it?
With a shake of her head, she wove back through tables and refocused on her goal. She had to find it. She couldn’t leave until she had it in her hands.
So of course, the questions become, who is he? What is she doing there - in a place she obviously shouldn't be, and what happened to her in Egypt?
And Alice, I think you're right. At some point you have to quit leaving hints and get some info out there. I'm at that point in my wip - chapter five, and the heroine's having to confess some pretty serious offenses. However, I'm not giving it all away - having her give the facts, but keep the emotional aspect of her confession to herself. At least for the time being. My hero's just not ready to hear it all, and the mystery (hopefully!) will keep the reader turning pages.
(Oh, and I agree wholeheartedly...giving examples from your wip is frightening. At least for me. LOL. Great job, ladies!)
I'm loving all the examples. Karen, Paty, Alice, and Eli count on me being first in line to buy those books!
Paty--I love the emotional resonance of your example, but a tiny bit of constructive feedback: I got a little bit confused with all the he/him--we've got her husband, his father in law, the little boy, and the hero. As a reader, I like name references to be clear--especially at first.
Eli--I like how you leave a lot of questions for th reader. That's the kind of backstory I love.
Alice--I like how much we know about him and her from the clothes. And again, I like the questions created.
I know it's terrifying to put ourselves out there--but I love it when I see what everyone's working on.
I love everyone's examples from their WIPs. Aren't we a brave bunch? 8^) And Wavy, you're absolutely spot on regarding deep POV. I agree 1000 percent!
Exposition is where most backstory is revealed, and when done well, it works. But if the writer's balance is off and the info breaks the rhythm of story flow, a reader's eyes glaze over and she sets the book down to go check the mail (or do the dishes, clean the cat box, anything's better than being bored).
Fact is, any kind of thinking, pondering, reflecting, etc. that the character does is stagnant, so the context in which it's delivered is important. Like Eli's example, her character isn't sitting in a coffee shop contemplating her navel as she internalizes. Her plot's still moving! Same with Alice's example. Something is happening at the same time information is revealed. This is why the method we use to dole out backstory is so critical. And that's why I angst about it as much as I do.
I once entered a contest several years ago where the judge dinged me whenever I revealed any backstory whatsoever. Just after I got my contest scores I received a 5 page revision letter from Silhouette for the same manuscript telling me I didn't have enough backstory.
Balance, balance, balance.
In my other WIP, the one closest to my heart and the most challenging project I've ever undertaken, I have an extremely complex character who comes across as having a major 'tude. So bringing her backstory in is ultra, ultra critical. On the outside she's brazen and tough, but on the inside she's scared half out of mind most of the time due to what happened in her past.
Here's an example where I think I'm on the border of bringing in too much backstory, but you tell me:
As she rounded the corner into the enormous study, she stopped short, her blood going still in her veins. Mark’s pet gargoyle sat hunched on its perch in the center of the room and it gazed at her with hungry eyes. It was about the height and width of a bar-sized refrigerator, its gray, scaly skin appearing dull in the dim light, its bat wings folded back but quivering with tension. Cocking its head, the colorful baboon face sneered as it issued a low, sibilant hiss. The thing looked a lot like a flying monkey from the Wizard of Oz, only bigger and ten times uglier.
Mark moved past her into the room.
She jutted her chin toward the gargoyle. “He looks bigger than he did the last time I saw him.”
Mark glanced at her, then at the abomination on its perch. He lifted both eyebrows and gave her a curious look. “Perhaps that’s because he’s eaten recently. Haven’t you, Shui?”
It hissed again, only louder this time.
Well, there was her answer to what had happened to the other butler.
The last time she’d tried to escape the life Mark had created for her -- an attempt she made at least once a year -- he’d sicced Shui on her. Usually he just had one of his Vyantara warlocks track her down with a location spell, then man-handle her into submission. But over the past couple of years, she’d gotten better at evading her captors. Mark had finally lost patience. She’d been riding her Dukati, speeding through the Illinois countryside, when Shui had found her and come very close to ripping out her heart. If it hadn’t been for the binding spell Mark had placed on him, he definitely would have. Through her T-shirt, she fingered the long scar created by seventy-two stitches that had closed her rib cage. She gave the gargoyle a wide berth as she moved deeper into the room.
When she reached the leather sectional sofa, she turned to glare at Shui. Her voice low and venomous, she said to the creature, “Why don’t you fly your wrinkled gray butt back to Oz where you belong, freak.”
Too much?
Karen
Thanks Bethany, I'll fix that!
Great excerpts ladies! Fun blog, Karen.
Ooh, Karen. Is this from the partial I read for you last year? I love that story (what I read of it). If it is, I'm glad to see you're working on it!
I think that's a perfect amount of backstory. It still leaves a lot of questions, but gives us some real insight into the character.
Yes, Eli, it's that same story. 8^) I'm so glad you like it! I really, really want to finish it this year. I said that last year, but I think I have a better handle on my time now.
Karen
Sorry I've been absent from the blog. I was out of town a good part of last week. It looks like there were some interesting subjects posted. I have some catching up to do. I'll try to read through and post comments in the next day or two.
Good post, Karen. Backstory is something I struggle with too. And I definitely don't think it was too much in your gargole flashback. Youch. I'd be scared of the scaley gray monster too.
Here's an example from my WIP:
Kevin's chin wrinkles with concentration, the way I've seen it wrinkle a few hundred times before: When he talks about his father; when we used to study geometry together; or in those final moments before he kissed me for the first time. It's endearing, the chin wrinkling. It turns his dimple into a cleft -- a crevice I used to love to explore with my lips and tongue. I clear my throat. But there's nothing lodged there. I'm trying to clear the kissing, licking memories from my head. They're taking over my brain functions.
End of WIP
Anyway, I hope this paragraph gives a little insight into the relationship these two once had, and raises a question about why Kevin's chin wrinkled when he talked of his father.
Nice job with the examples everyone! I loved reading them.
Awesome post Karen! I was just thinking about backstory and it's uses and abuses the other day, so your timing is perfect!
I don't have any examples to share, but I've been working on getting the backstory down for my YA idea. I've yet to start writing the actual story, but I'm getting the backstory written down so I know what the hell happened to my little heroine to get her where she is now. :p
I truly LOVE everyone's examples! WOW! I can't wait to read all of these books; signed of course by you, the authors. :) And all of your examples are really helpful to me too. The way you've all done it a little differently, but still accomplished weaving it in... Terrific!
Okay Karen, I have to say that your last example scares the crap outta me! How DO YOU SLEEP with stuff like that running around in your brain? LOL But, I have to tell ya, it's very intriguing too.
Again girls, your little bits from your WIP's all make me want to read the finished novels! Hurry!! (LOL, yeah, like I have room to demand you hurry.)
Super post and comments everyone!
I love reading everyone's examples! Eli, I can see that girl moving in among the artifacts, fingering them with desire and I want to know what happened to her in Egypt and who "he" is. Your writing is, as always, just great. Wavy, your voice is terrific, so much info passed along in such a clever way I didn't know I was even getting it. Paty, the emotion! The trauma! I want to find the dead woman's father and punch him in the nose! I like the way he slumps over the wheel. If the woman in the car is his significant other, I hope she comforts the poor guy, sniff.
Karen, I love this book you're working on! I love the way your heroine thinks and talks. I don't think it's too much backstory, but I do have one suggestion for you to take or leave as you desire.
I think the character's past with this hideous creature is so dramatic and so fundamentally frightening that her reaction shouldn't be saved for so long after she walks into the room. I know her blood stops running as she describes it, but I'd like to see her hand stray to trace the outline of the scar on her chest even as her eyes land first on the part of the creature's anatomy that tore into her flesh. That's nitpicking, I know, but I was surprised it had hurt her so badly when you mentioned it later because she'd seemed kind of cool about it first, as though her reaction wasn't so intensely personal. I may be wrong here.
Other than that tiny thing, the emotions come through loud and clear and the backstory is fascinating. We have to know this guy chases her down every year and we have to know she's getting more clever at avoiding capture, and the fact that he creates a life for her is so tantalizing a fact--we want to know all that. Maybe it's backstory, but it's also interesting and maybe that's the point in all our stories.
I am so impressed by all you guys and like Wavy, I'll be in line at the book signings.
Alice
Piper--I think I can speak for all of us when I say I am looking forward to you giving us a glimpse of your WIP! Can't wait!
Alice
LOL, Piper! It's funny, but I'm not affected by spooky stuff, just fascinated. I do get freaked out by real horror, though, like those awful movies that are so popular. Saw. These Hills Have Eyes. Black Christmas. Black Christmas? WTF? The previews were scary enough.
Oh, Alice, now you can see why I angst over this backstory stuff. Because when I first wrote the scene I had her touch the scar before going into the memory, but then I thought it wouldn't make sense without the explanation first and moved it to after. Sigh. This is just what I've been talking about
If I used track changes on my manuscripts, the text would be totally unreadable among all the delete notes. I'm a cutter-mover of the worst kind.
Karen
Karen--Use your own judgement, but I think her touching the scar and then telling us why within a couple of paragraphs is fine. But you are the Goddess of this world and your decision is the one that counts! I cut and paste and shuffle and angst, too. I think it comes with the territory.
Alice
Ladies,
Once again we have all shown our different voices and tastes for stories. I love seeing how and what we each write and the process we go through.
Karen, thanks for a great subject!
Danita, that's a great example, though I'd have liked to have seen more because your paragraph was intriguing. However, I was confused over the juxtaposition of past and present tense. Kevin talks about his father in present tense, yet your heroine thinks about him in the present though it's obviously a memory. That threw me off.
And Paty, I don't think I commented on yours, either. I love the emotion your example invokes. Excellent! But I experienced some POV shifting between Brock and Carina. I'm not exactly a purist, but I do like a clear dilineation between POVs and an obvious trigger for a shift.
I'm glad this post about backstory got everyone thinking, and contributing! That's awesome! We need to encourage this type of participation on the loop. 8^) Maybe have craft discussions there? I don't know. Just a thought.
Karen
You're right, Karen, I made a tense error. Thanks for catching that.
Off to correct it in my WIP so it makes sense.
And I was just plain too lazy to type in a longer example.
Okay, Karen, here's more of the example from where I left off:
"How've you been, anyway?" I ask, my heart beating faster than it really needs to. The licky, chin nibbly thoughts also seem to be affecting my pulse rate.
"Lucky." Kevin glances up and rakes my body with his eyes. He's wearing a grin like a golfaholic just offered 18 free holes on a first-rate course. "At least today, bumping into such a beautiful woman."
I give him an "oh, go on" hand gesture. He's not fooling me. My hair is plain brown, I'm packing an extra 10 pounds, and my bottom teeth are a little crooked. I'm presentable. Pretty, maybe. But not beautiful. His remark still pleases me, and I'm trying to hide the smile that's aching to dance all over my face. I don't want him thinking me hard up for compliments.
As for Kevin being lucky? "Lucky, shmucky," I say. There's no such thing as luck. I know that. He should too. But living in New Orleans until he was 12, he cut his first incisors on voodoo and black magic. Nothing I say will make him stop believing in supernatural stuff.
"Still don't believe in luck, huh?" he asks.
"Nope."
Yes, the POV shifts in the middle of the scene. We go into it in his POV and go out in hers.
It does look like I'm head hopping when you only get a snippet, but I really don't head hop! Honest! Cross my heart!
Danita. Oooh. I want her to lick that cleft again!
How awful to have once been free to lick it, still want to lick it, but not have the freedom to lick it any longer That, to me, sums up unrequited or lost love in a heart achingly clear way.
Alice
Thanks Alice. Way to recover. You're the best.
Thanks for getting your stuff in here too Danita. I think everyone's examples are great. I'm glad everyone shared so we could see so many different styles. These blogs are so helpful!
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