Everyone should get their moment to be a hero.
We’re all the central character in our own narrative. We can’t help but believe, from time to time at least, that it’s all about us.
In fiction, every character thinks it’s all about them.
Every character is the hero of their story. As writers, our job is to cut and edit the story. We choose who the hero is in this particular version of the tale.
But, what about all those characters we leave behind?
The ones who step into a scene, featuring the main character we’ve chosen to speak for, then they step out again?
They each have a story.
The barista who serves our hero their morning cappuccino.
The bus driver who carries our hero to their next destination.
The bellhop who takes our hero’s bags to their room.
What’s their story?
So, also do the characters that interact more closely with our chosen hero; such as the character that features as our antagonist.
Everyone thinks they are the good guy.
Everyone thinks they matter. They are righteous. Their cause is a just one.
Then, there are casualties along the way. Those casualties have a story, too.
A son. A Brother. A husband. A lover. A friend. A confidante – what about them?
What about all their stories?
What about the stories behind the story?
Whose story does the writer tell next?