The more I write my story, the more I feel obligated (mainly to my characters) to get it published, somewhere, somehow. I don’t know about other writers, but I am very attached to my characters. I have created them, developed them, and now they’ll have a life in the story.
If I don’t get the work published, then they won’t have a life, and that’s would be a sad thing.
Don’t get what I mean?
Okay, think of Pippi Longstocking. Why I named her first, I don’t know, but for some reason, she was the first one to come to mind. Okay, another – Charlie Brown, Dorothy and Toto, Jane Pittman, Sherlock Holmes, Ebenezer Scrooge, Hamlet, Nancy Drew, Romeo, Juliet, Trixie Belden, the list goes on.. even Frankenstein for goodness sakes.
Those characters have longevity as existing entities; they’ll exist as long as there are readers.
Well, that’s what I want for my characters. So, I must tell their story, so that others will read it, enjoy it, and hopefully remember them until the end of time.
I know that’s asking a lot. I’m not writing a classic. But it doesn’t hurt to dream does it?
WoRd of ThE daY,
Etymology:Latin loquac-, loquax, from loqui to speak
1 : full of excessive talk : WORDY
2 : given to fluent or excessive talk : GARRULOUS
synonyms see TALKATIVE