When I started on this journey, I didn’t realize at the time how lonely it would be.
Writing isn’t a team sport, at least mostly. Unless you collaborate and then that can become a whole other animal.
I used to be a very social person. Not that I am anti-social now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not – but – I don’t involve myself with other people like I used to. Instead I watch them. Creepy right?
I am a people watcher, not a people talker. I watch the way they move their body when they talk, the expressions on their faces, the way they take a breath and sigh thinking no one is watching. And then in my mind I describe each movement. I guess you could call it a non-writing exercise. I take notice of the little things. I file it away in my brain and then insert them into a character later on.
You know where I am right now? I am in my make-shift office/bedroom. My kids are in the living room and I can hear Illeana’s boyfriend Joe commenting about a game they are playing. If you would like to know what game it is, it is Dante’s Inferno.
I had to place this entry on pause because I had other things to do, including taking my youngest daughter to an activity. But here I am again, at my laptop, allowing my characters to talk to me.
They keep me company.