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Neuroscience of scene

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It's why it's so closely aligned with finding a character's voice - if we use the character as an avatar, we take over the actions, the voice, the feelings, and 'become' the act[er] in the events.

The curtain flutters. That nasty woman. She's lived there thirty years, and her only life is watching mine. Well, damn this. I'm going to give her something to look at. Something to remember. I open the blinds, open the grimy windows, lift my nighty up to my neck, and spin around to bare my arse and the twenty-four stitches across my hip. Wonder what she'll have to say about that.

That's a character. Not just a few words to show third person, but the whole kit and kaboodle. 'Be' the character as we write her, and the reader 'becomes' the character through the presentation of an available avatar.

It might be that I'm a big fan of 'making the story real'.
 
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