Ha ha! Silly people.
How can I not help but giggle when Lisseria goes off on her rambling tangents?
Or snort when old Mortimer does not actually remember his first name?
Can I really help smiling as Ethryl calmly strolls across a deck of battling pirates?
Is it wrong to want to hug Arthur when he’s having one of his melancholy moments?
Or laugh when Nyria’s being. . .Nyria?
I mean really.
These are people that formed themselves into my very mind. I’ve laughed with them and cried with them and, yes, have had many a time where I want to give them a hug. (But maybe not the villains because that would end badly.) And why not? I probably (shamefully) spend more time with these folks than I do many people I know in real life. (I’m a writer, what can I say?) I’ve been right there with them during every strife, every moment of joy, all the challenges and adventures.
To me, characters aren’t just people I come up with to throw into a story. They’re people who have feelings just like you or me. They have favorite colors and fears and things that make them cry or laugh and particular taste buds and certain fashions and they love and hate and wish and dream… No, they’re not just words on a page. Characters are NEVER just words on a page. They’re so, so much more.
I know many people feel this way, but I doubt a single write does not feel this way. These characters are people we spend hours with. We learn who they are and go right alongside them during all their challenges. It’s an impossible feeling to explain honestly. It’s something you have to experience. But, let me tell you, there’s really nothing like that moment when a character becomes real to you.
Because they’re people too.
Perhaps I am crazy, but that’s okay! I’m a writer, crazy is what we do. *wink*
I love my characters!
…Even if sometimes they give me as much strife as I give them. *cough*
(And don’t be surprised if more “Character” posts pop up. Characters is my favorite part of writing, which I’m sure you’ve just guessed, and I can go on about it for hours!)