A standard technique to introduce a new character is to
provide a physical description--height, weight, hair color--with one unique
feature, perhaps a broken nose or uneven shoulders. This is the easy part, but
it is hardly enough if we want the reader to get a sense of how this person
sees himself or herself in the world. We need to know more, and writers may
progress to how the person shakes hands or drives a car. I include clothing in
the details that have the potential for making a character vivid.
During a recent visit to a local mall, I found a spot where
I could watch the shoppers and other people watchers. I spotted the senior
citizens taking their daily walk, the young mothers with kids in tow, eager to
get out of the house even if it meant carting half the neighborhood with them
to the play room, and shoppers looking for--and finding--bargains. None of
these individuals is real to you now reading this because I haven't given any
remarkable detail. You don't know what they look like or how they behave.
Most of the characters who populate my fiction appear fully formed--I know what they look like and how they behave and what they believe. But I also want to know what they are wearing. Whatever the reason, I have to think harder about my characters' outfits. The only exception is Anita Ray, most recently in For the Love of Parvati. I understand her wardrobe well. She wears a full sari, a two-piece Kerala sari, or a salwar khameez set. Sometimes she wears western clothes--slacks and a khurta. In her case I only have to think about colors and patterns.
Western characters are more of a challenge. I am so used to
seeing people wearing jeans and jerseys that I have to remind myself that there
are other options. I find some of these at the mall or in restaurants or movie
theaters. An especially good site for searching out wardrobe possibilities is
the train station. I don't mind waiting for the less-regular train service
leaving North Station in Boston because I take the time to study the outfits of
professional women. They are varied and sometimes surprising.
Women have a far wider range in clothing now than in years
past, and I have a few favorites. Many women still wear business suits, particularly
those raised in traditional families determined to maintain hard-won family
status. Deanie Silva, in Last Call for
Justice, would only wear the most expensive but slightly conservative
clothes. But her nieces would wear anything but.
For the younger age group, which
includes Jenny, Chief of Police Joe Silva's stepdaughter, I especially like the
silk blouses with jeans, the black leather boots with flowery cotton dresses,
the leggings on stick-thin legs with layers of tops, the leggings and long
flowing skirts with cowboy shirts. Thought it's not for Sarah Souza, one of
Joe's nieces, I have admired the white silk slip, with lace, worn underneath a
red sweater embroidered with flowers. I can't say I have admired the combat
boots worn with a khaki dress slung with empty gun holsters beneath lips
pierced at least five times with silver studs but I remember the woman who wore
the outfit. She may appear in another book, but not as a relative.
Whatever I may think of these outfits on a personal level
(hint: they will never appear in my closet), I know I have a character who will
love at least one of them. And however I describe her, with long brown hair or
green eyes that recall Elizabeth Taylor's, the reader will remember the outfit
that says, this young lady knows who she is. And that's how vivid I want my characters
to be.
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