Point of View
Second Person
Rarely used for Fantasy writing, this point of view is more
common in how to guides and demonstrations. It is when
the narrator addresses the reader, taking them into their
confidence.
Example
Think about what sort of a story you are trying to tell. Then
decide on which point of view will serve your purpose best. For
Fantasy you might find second person, addressing your reader the
whole time, doesn't give you enough scope to describe action and
character's emotions. Then again, it might be perfect for what
you want to do.
Point of View: Third Person
Writing in the third person allows the author to describe
actions, characters and scenes while distancing themselves from
the story. The use of he, she, they, their is indicated,
rather than I and we from first person, or you
from second. While first person point of view involves the
reader in the narrator's story, third person allows scope to
step away and give an objective view. Consideration should be
given to which style of Third Person point of view an author
needs to use, in order to convey the tone and emotional content
of their writing.
Third Person: Objective
Consider this point of view as if the author is viewing the
story through the lens of a camera. They can only see and hear
what the characters are saying, or doing. Emotion is inferred
through language or actions. There is no knowing what the
hero plans or thinks when using this view point.
Example:
Disturbing clouds of dust the hero strides across a sunbaked
square toward a ramshackle well. The hero licks parched lips as
he lowers an empty bucket into the depths. A splash sounds as
the rope reaches its limit. The hero wipes his brow and with a
grunt begins to wind the wooden handle.
Omniscient: Point of View
In Omniscient Point of view, the narrator knows everything.
This is god's eye point of view. The author knows what
motivates characters and all thoughts, feelings and actions can
be related to the reader.
Example:
Thank God, water at last. The hero offered a silent
prayer as he licked cracked lips and strode toward the well. He
didn't see the two figures lurking in the shadows, watching and
waiting. The fetid scent rising from their worn coats didn't
reach him, nor did he see the glint of sunlight when one watcher
slid a wicked blade clear of an oil-stained sheath.
The hero struggled to swallow. His parched throat ached as he
imagined the touch of cool water crossing his tongue. The well
looked untended, but the rope appeared in good condition and if
the empty bucket felt brittle to his touch, he knew he had to
take the risk of losing it.
The watchers crept forward, taking care not to disturb the dust
as they moved through deep shadow. Nostrils flared as the sound
of water tortured their dehydrated bodies. In silence they
moved, waiting for the right moment. They would only have once
chance. They knew failure would mean certain death.
The hero held his breath, feeling his heartbeat thunder in his
ears as he waited to hear the splash when the rope reached its
limit. 'Yes!' Sighing with relief he wiped his brow and dragged
on the wooden handle.
Limited Omniscient or Character Driven: Point of View
In this point of view, the narrator sees through the eyes of
a single character. The reader is only shown what that character
sees, feels or knows. If the narrator wants to change from one
character to another, it is wise to limit the altered viewpoint
until the end of a chapter. Otherwise the reader can become
confused.
Example:
Thank God, water at last. The hero offered a silent
prayer as he licked cracked lips and strode toward the well.
Despite his need, he cast a furtive glance around the deserted
square.
Shadows could hide the creatures hunting him but for now the
need to quench his thirst drove him to disregard the danger. He
tested the dry air for their acrid scent, lifting his hand from
its place on the hilt of his sword as a tangle of dust followed
his footsteps.
He struggled to swallow. His parched throat ached as he imagined
the touch of cool water crossing his tongue.
Although the well looked untended, the rope appeared in good
condition and if the empty bucket felt brittle to his touch, he
had to risk losing it.
Too impatient to breathe, his heartbeat thundered in his ears as
he listened for a splash.
When the rope reached its limit and the welcome sound of
sloshing water echoed in the narrow shaft, he sighed. Ignoring
ever-present danger he wiped his brow and dragged on the wooden
handle.