Where the characters lead
I am a writer.
Stop laughing! Yes, I know you know I’m a writer, but
sometimes I need to remind myself.
Sometimes life gets in the way and I forget that I’m a
writer. Or I don’t believe it.
When the words won’t come—or they come in the wrong order.
When ideas tumble about in my mind and refuse to separate out into their
individual stories. I suppose I could
write about pint-sized pirates travelling about in old-fashioned caravans, but
it wouldn’t have quite the same impact as pirates sailing to adventure on the
high seas in one story and bards travelling in a painted caravan to solve a
mystery in another. (See what just happened? They separated out! Excuse me while I make a note ...)
I am a writer.
Even when I don’t know what to say. When I think no one will
be interested in my words.
I am a writer.
Because words won’t let go of me. Characters whisper in my
ear—or shout at me, or pull my hair—until I listen and put the words down on
paper (or more accurately, on screen). I see their lives, hear their
conversations, and I do my best to transcribe with sensitivity and accuracy.
Even when I disagree with them.
‘You can’t say that!’ I protest, when one of them says
something hurtful.
She just looks at me and points at the screen. ‘Write it exactly
as I said it.’
‘Don’t go down that path!’ I know they’re headed for danger if they follow that route.
Their stories are sometimes frustrating, annoying, and even
embarrassing. But they’re rarely boring.
Except when I mess up.
Hey! I see the writer gave you blue eyes
today. I prefer your brown ones.
That’s nothing. She said your father died at
the beginning of this book. She forgot she killed him off in the last one!
Do you think she’ll remember that we’re
actually enemies?
Probably, so we’d better make the most of
this brief time as friends.
Shall we walk off into the sunset?
We could, but that would be a bit of a cliché.
The kind the writer would write.
Too true. I fancy a robust duel. What do you
say?
Swords or pistols?
Just as well they aren’t pointing those things at me.
Oops! Gotta run!
Adrianne Fitzpatrick has around 25 years’ experience in the
publishing industry as a writer (for adults and children), editor, teacher (of
writing and editing), photographer, book designer and bookseller (both new and
secondhand books). She has had numerous short stories and articles
published; and her first novel, Champion of the Chalet School, was published by Girls Gone
By Publishers in 2014. Adrianne has worked with many authors to see their
dreams of publication come true, so it’s not surprising that she has started
her own publishing house,Books to Treasure, specialising in books for children.
Great post. I'm glad I'm not alone. Now where's that pen
ReplyDeleteHappy writing! :-)
DeleteFunny post. I've done the blue eyes/brown eyes thing!
ReplyDeleteIt's so easily done, isn't it! Especially during editing, when the smallest of changes can have unexpected knock-on effects.
DeleteLove this! I can't relate as I'm nonfiction, but I love the description!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Amy. :-)
DeleteLove this witty post Adrianne - thanks!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Mandy. I don't normally do 'wit' - and I hadn't intended to when I started - but the characters took over.
DeleteBrilliant. I think my characters sometimes swap names (and limps) just to confuse me.
ReplyDeleteOh yes, I can relate to that! Like twins swapping places, only we don't have quite the same excuse for mixing them up. :-D
DeleteGreat post Adrianne. Characters are slippery things, they pop up when you least expect them, then disappear without a goodbye. ;)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Maggie. :-)
DeleteAha! So now we can look out for these naughty characters in your upcoming stories, and enjoy meeting them all. :-)
ReplyDeleteDepends whether I let them out again, Philip. They've had their moment in the sun. That could be all they get! :-D
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