Hi, Miss Naughty. As with many other things, practice doesn't make perfect, but it sure as hell makes better.
Think about how YOU perceive someone's character. You do it by what they do - their words, their facial expressions and other body language and their other deeds. What do you conclude about someone who snaps at you when you accidentally make slight contact with them in a crowd? About someone who takes your call at some large public agency and then rings you back minutes later because she was concerned you might have misunderstood something? About someone who was in a war and goes on about it endlessly - or never talks about it at all? About a child who reacts to an obstacle by trying to bulldoze the obstacle out of the way, by pleading with an adult to help, or by sitting down and planning what to do? What do you conclude about someone who enters a crowded room and recoils slightly - or marches forward confidently?
You can describe these things and they're revealing. Words, of course, tell a huge amount but not necessarily what the speaker thinks. Consider the boaster, the snide underminer of other people's reputations, the type who never says more than is strictly necessary, the type who deflects questions about feelings or values into discussion of technicalities.
If you can't convey what you want directly, see the character through someone else's eyes. "Trevor thought the woman was superbly arrogant. She marched to the bar and clearly expected to be served immediately, tapping her feet in frustration as she waited. As he rose, she glanced at him and seemed to look straight through him." This also, of course, tells us something about Trevor.
I suggest avoiding first person narration for the time being ("I'd been driving for three hours" as opposed to "Nicola had been driving..."). It takes a particular skill to convey the narrator's character through their own narration. But in using third person, always ask yourself through whose eyes you're seeing it: "The doorman watched the immaculate Rolls Royce draw up smoothly outside the entrance. A tall bottle blonde in furs got out with a quick flash of leg." Note that the doorman might well be interested in the car, the clothes and the legs, but wouldn't be estimating just how tall she was or bothering with the colour of her belt. |