The curious thing about being an author is walking around with a bunch of characters in your head – sometimes they are active, other times passive.�� Lucy Karate was the first character who was my own (and not, a canon character who belonged to someone else).�� Like many first time novelists, she was a bit of a self insert.�� Physically, we have the same characteristics, and she represents who I wish I had been during high school.�� Every once in awhile, through some form of media or another, I’ve come across such a perfect representation of one of my characters, and this was such a week.�� I’m doing a terrible job explaining the concept, but there’s something very strange about coming face to face with someone who previously only existed in your imagination.
Hello Lucy.
Published on April 30, 2015 23:24