What our characters hide

This morning I was watching a little girl in Church who obviously didn't feel well. She didn't appear very ill, but was out of sorts enough that she was snuggling into her mother's lap for comfort. Another boy was crying hysterically, oblivious to the people around him, because - well the best I could tell from the broken sobs was that he wanted something and mom wouldn't let him have it.

I was in Church and should have been focusing on the purpose for being there, but the writer in me had something else in mind. Watching those children got me to thinking how open young children are about their feelings. No pretenses, no fake smiles.

That got me to thinking about a conversation I'd had recently about how good people are at hiding what's really going on in their lives. We were discussing this in the context of suicide. Unfortunately I've attended two wakes in the past few years for people who took their own lives. In both instances, the people had been under a doctor's care for mental illness and both they appeared to be doing well. Given that they took their own lives, appearances were deceptive.
We were discussing that and how good people are at hiding their feelings when they don't want you to know what they're thinking. The other woman commented that we never know what's really going on when people go into their homes and close their doors behind them.

This morning that conversation came to mind when I was watching the little children. When do we go from being so open to hiding our deepest fears and cares? More to the point of this blog though, do we reflect that tendency in the characters we write?

I know I've read many books where physical beauty is obscured for one reason or another, but what about emotions? Of course there are many books where someone pretends something to further the plot, but I'm talking about something more. Something that would bring richer characterization.

I'm going to pay more attention to looking for this in the books I'm reading, but I'd love to hear thoughts. Is this something we do? Or should do more of? Or am I making too much of it. Maybe I should just have been paying better attention to the homily. ;)