WWMCD?…What would my characters do? It’s those voices in my head again. No, they’re not telling me to dig up the rose bed and bury my neighbor’s ugly mailbox. It’s the other voices, those of my characters having dialogue about what is streaming into the gob behind my eyeballs. I write fiction, both contemporary and historical. My characters won’t go away. They follow me around and insert themselves into some of the more curious things in life. I used to be amused but then I got wise and started using it to my advantage. At least for the contemporary crew.
Great fun and a great help for my writing. I’m just happy they fit so neatly between my ears, they wouldn’t all fit into the Mini Cooper for the ride to Armetta’s.