Having turned in my revisions after weeks of steady work, I spent a week mentally catching my breath and another one literally looking around me. I don't know if this is the case for all writers, but after days and weeks of immersing myself in characters and their time period, returning to my own life is a bit like breaking the surface in a pool. Under water, the sights and sounds of life above the surface can be heard, but they're muted. When you come up for air, that first breath of air ...
Published on June 22, 2010 13:58