That fine line of reality vs. non-reality. Once you have read a story, those characters are alive and part of your life. They can never, not exist. Something has been created and added to the Universe…you are now a creator.
It’s like a marriage. It contains that love/hate aspect. At the beginning, its exciting and fun…then the editing begins (Ugh). Sometimes, you don’t want to even look at it for days.
Honestly, boredom. It started out as a funny poem trying to kill time. Then it was like someone took my hand and just kept writing to the point where it flourished into stories within stories that all made sense and tied in with one another with a great message at the end…which I’m sure was for me.
7 ½ months to be exact. I started writing it in April 2016. Finished it in November 2016. It’s the editing many people don’t realize takes the longest. Well because you want perfection, right? No space for typos.
The idea has reared its head now and then, but no decision has been made yet.
Reading my own handwriting when it came to transfer on to my computer. I hand-write my stories. A habit I’d like to change.
Yes. There are others in the works.
Emily Dickinson and Guy de Maupassnat
Fiction. But I will be writing a non-fiction work in the not-too-far future.
I do. I need to have something to munch on. Usually, cheerios, doritos and a cup of hot ginger tea.
Sitting on my bed with papers, pictures spread about and music according to the subject of the book playing on the background.