Yoshie said:
How do you get a readers attention when writing? I mean, have you ever read a book that completely engulfs you and you become captivated? I would like to do that in my Role-Plays. I want people to actually want to role-play with me. I would like to not get boring if you know what I mean. I have developed my character so, I would like to use her to the best of my ability.
I understand completely, and as a writer, that is one of the hardest things to do. The biggest key is to get your reader emotionally invested in whatever you are writing about. If you've developed your character, then treat her like a real person. Her backstory, her thoughts, her emotions have to be identifiable. We have to want to root for her and therefore stick with you.
I hate to beat a dead horse but showing versus telling plays a big part here. Example: Her heart thudded in her chest as she watched her boyfriend kiss her sister. <--That tells us what we need to know, but it's emotionally distant.
Her heart beat wildly in her chest as she watched the scene unfold before her. The world seemed to go into slow motion, and every second ticked by at the pace of an hour. She squeezed her eyes shut to block out the image of her boyfriend as he passionately kissed her sister. Despite her attempt, the picture remained clear, as if burned into the backs of her eyelids.
See all that description? Don't you feel her pain? Don't you want to know how she deals with it next? Or find out why the hell he would cheat on her?
Forcing your readers to emotionally invest is a fantastic way to get them hooked and wanting more. Another great way to help bring it out and connect us is to use internal dialogue. We can find out a great deal from a character if we can hear their thoughts. Especially if their thoughts help deepen a situation and allow it to be so much more complex. I'll use an example from one of my own books.
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Zeara scowled as she sat staring at her boss, Arnold. The office lights reflected off his balding head, and she fought the smirk as she imagined him as a manic version of Mr. Clean. Humor would have to be her best friend if she wanted to get through this without killing anyone.
Worst Saturday ever! I think this is the one time in my life I’m mad our offices are open on a Saturday. At least, with most jobs, I could have had the weekend to adjust to the fact I’m in a do or die situation. Her scowl deepened until it made her face ache.
"I don't care if you don't want to go. When a special investigation unit asks for our help, we send our best. You were selected for this before I ever got the call because they asked for you specifically." Arnold crossed his arms over his broad chest and met her glare with one of his own.
How would you feel if I told you I was already aware of that? Or the fact that I know the special unit is a complete farce as far as you're concerned?
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I hope this helps!