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Minds of Their Own

June 12, 2009

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People give me funny looks when I tell them that I didn’t intend for Character X to drown in that swimming pool, but Character Y insisted on pushing Character X in – and Character X can’t swim.

I love to talk about my writing, but it’s so rare to find a truly appreciable audience, someone who actually understands when you say that you had to start from scratch because your antagonist decided he wanted to be the PoV character, and your heroine just refuses to play ball.  Most people who claim to want to know about my writing, in fact tune me out almost as soon as I start explaining. Which is unfortunate, since my writing is one of the few topics I get really impassioned about, but I’m sure all they hear when I speak is some kind of incomprehensible mumble.

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  1. June 12, 2009 9:40 am

    I think this problem is true of many artists. Those who don’t give their creative nature the right of way will never understand the feeling of being swept away by it. A painter can say that the colors and canvas steered his brush. A musician can say that the melody was his master until the harmony took over; and a writer can most definitely succumb to the will of his/her characters, and SHOULD for that matter. To those who glaze, I enjoy doing a drastic topic switch and ending my story with “so then Oprah told me to go for it, and I did, and now I love my tattoo.” It generally evokes some sort of response. If not, there is no hope.

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