I SPENT A DAY recently hiking with a friend. We were taking it slow and enjoying the day when a Park Service truck pulled up next to us and the guy inside stopped to chat.
He had what is sometimes described as “a shock” of white hair and a white beard. He’d have no trouble playing Santa Claus is all I’m saying. He was wearing a Park Service Smokey Bear hat and one of those bright orange safety vests and the passenger seat of his pick-up was filled with loose rolls of toilet paper. A lot of them. Maybe two dozen.
My first thought was: what kind of person buys loose rolls of toilet paper by the dozen? And then I realized he was probably making the rounds of the park’s outhouses to re-stock them, which was just as interesting in its way. I’m not sure I’ve ever given a thought to that particular job, or that it would be Santa Claus in a pick-up truck who did it.
Our conversation, which started with a discussion of my red hair and his formerly red beard, quickly moved to the Vikings (who had red hair) the design of the keel on Viking ships and the contributions to sailing technology by the ancient Phoenicians. In short, our conversation was a tribute to the efficacy of the History Channel.
Our hike that day was within easy reach of the city, but it occurred to me that in a different kind of park, perhaps more like the national park where my heroine finds herself, he would probably not only pick up his toilet paper in bulk, but his evenings would be long and dark and tv would be a welcome diversion.
I happen to be building a new character into my novel. I want him to be a bit of a mountain man, but not uncouth or strange enough to cause anxiety, and I want him to have an unexpected hobby or interest to give him some depth.
My Park Service friend had quite a number of interesting quirks I could borrow for my mountain man. For one thing, those rolls of toilet paper are hard for me to relinquish. Or maybe my new character has made a study of Viking and Phoenician ship building. Or maybe he just watches a lot of the History Channel during the long dark evenings. Or maybe all I’m taking away from the encounter is that my mountain man has a white beard.
This is what fiction writers mean when we say our characters are not real people. We pay attention and we use bits and pieces of real people. A white beard. An interest in ancient history. Buying toilet paper in bulk.
These are real things to build a fictional character on.
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A mountain man could have an interest in ancient history without distracting from his mountain manliness. An interest in opera, on the other hand, would not have the same ruggedness. Toilet paper, ummmm, not sure.
Or maybe he ties flies!
I like this–especially if he’s big and burly and I can play with the contrast between his big hands and the teeny, tiny flies.
I love your writing! Now that I know about the inspiration for a rugged “mountain man”, I will have this vision of someone driving around with rolls of toilet paper in their truck if he appears in your book.
Keep up the great work!!!
Thanks Tina–and welcome!