Pining for my characters!

I started off the year feeling despondent. I wondered if I even wanted to write any more. Hoping the computer will reel me in.It all seemed pointless. The hard work, the missed outings with friends, the long hours at the computer suddenly appeared without value. I couldn’t understand my mood. I had just produced my third novel.

The Broken Road Cover MEDIUM WEBA third novel! Along with my other two, Unravelling and The Piano Player’s Son, that’s a substantial body of work which I ought to feel proud of – and I do!

Chorleywood croppedPhoto of me looking proud!

As 2016 scurries on its way, I’ve started to feel a bit better, but I think I’ve detected one reason for my low spirits. I’m missing my characters! As the German fantasy writer, Cornelia Funke says: Which of us has not felt that the character we are reading in the printed page is more real than the person standing beside us? And if this is true for readers, how much more so for the author who created them?

I spent so long while I was writing The Broken Road immersed in the lives of Ollie, Jess and Flo, Louise, Matt, and Seb, and the parents, Tom and Lindy, and I feel bereft without them. I worry what’s happening to them, and how they’re getting on without me. As one kind Amazon reviewer says This author shows such insight into the workings of the human heart, and handles her flawed (but oh so human) characters throughout the ups and downs of their tangled lives with great understanding and compassion. That’s what worries me – they need me!


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  1. Ah, well, at least you can talk about them like you will tomorrow night at SpeakEasy 🙂

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