I finally get to write full time! The first thing people ask me is if I am lonely. Don't they know? They must not be writers. My head is so full of dialog and people I can’t get them on the page fast enough. I wonder what this character would think about that? How would he react to this? A writer has so many friends; it’s hard to fit the real ones in sometimes.
I laughed when I told my husband, Bob, not to be surprised if the dedication page was written out to Charlie. Our dog loves to keep me company- at my feet, on a chair, on the floor. She is always with me when I write. If I happen to sigh or whisper to myself, she comes over and wags her tail thinking I’m upset. She wants to make it all better. At first, it was cute, now it’s an annoying distraction. I sigh more than I realized!
I just finished writing a novel. I find myself going back to the pages to tweak something here and there, but I know I will need to stop. If it ain’t broke…. It’s just that I miss them…. I’m not ready to let my characters go. Move on, Maryanne, move on! Do you have something of which you are not ready to let go?