I’ve been watching the news lately with a strangely distanced eye. Mostly because I’m so tired of the current debates that I just don’t want to see them anymore and yet there they are so prominent and so full of misinformation on all sides that it’s rather disheartening. But from my writer’s observatory I look out over the issues causing all kinds of consternation today and see parallels with the issues of the past and with issues facing other cultures around our world.
Let me introduce you to Sarah Bella [shelikesitverbal.com]. Sarah and I write together most Tuesdays – that is we sit at the same table in our favorite sandwich shop and make words happen. Recently we decided to ask each other “Where do those character come from?” Here is her answer.
So, umm, where do your characters come from?
Isn’t that the question that every author gets asked?
Recently I was taking a walk with my dear friend E.P. Beaumont. We were walking along the river talking about our recent projects and Day Job frustrations when she paused to notice how green the trees were. It took me by surprise, not because I hadn’t noticed that the trees were green, but that it was worth mentioning. I had a similar response to my Great Aunt’s visit and her constant chatter about trees in the city.
I live near the State Fair grounds – which can be a lot of fun. For example, just last weekend the “Back to the 50’s” Car Show moved in for the weekend. Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday the traffic around our house was peppered with cool old cars and trucks. Friday and Saturday they were driving up and down Snelling Ave, waving to each other and the crowds that had gathered on the lawns to watch them.