Writing

Sometimes when I sit down to write, I have nothing to say.
Rather, I don't think that my characters have anything to say to me.

I am not sure if it's that they have nothing to say to me, or if I am just not letting them in.

With they way that my life has been going lately, I am finding that even though I know that there is something to be said... it is taking me forever to get anything on paper.

I wonder why that is exactly?  I am normally the type of person who doesn't shut up.  Well, I am capable of the shutting up, I have been known to shut up, I have even been so silent people have forgotten I was in the same room.  This trait is something that comes in handy when you are people watching.

With me the characters speak to me, and sometimes it's as if they are right next to me.  This isn't to say that I see them and have full conversations with them.  If I did that, I think I would be admitted instantly to a ward for the mentally insane.  However, when I people watch I hear my characters talking.  I see them interacting and working with the real world to mingle with theirs.  It's funny how I see both worlds at the same time.

The funny part for me is that I have been unwittingly writing two novels in one.
Now, as I am working to break the novels apart more and more of the story is unfolding in my brain. The sad part is sometimes I get stuck on how I want to say it.  Thus, leaving me at a stand still with my work.  A stand still that tonight is driving me crazy.

I sat down to write a section tonight and nothing is coming.  A good friend of mine said not to push it.  So I won't.  Not tonight.  Maybe tomorrow.

Goodnight all! and Merry Christmas!

©Jacque Marie Fincher