To say that a writer's hold on reality is tenuous is an understatement — it's like saying the Titanic had a rough crossing. Writers build their own realities, move into them, and occasionally send letters home.
My friends and family can attest to the truth of the above quotation, because they have occasionally had to send out search parties to hunt me down and drag me away from my keyboard and back to reality. But even then, part of me is still with my characters, listening them converse with each other, myself and occasionally even arguing with me over the way the story is going to go. Did you have an imaginary friend when you were a child? Me too, but mine never left. With each new story I simply add more to the legion that exist within the confines of my mind, and in the books I write. I’ve come to accept that having the mind of a writer is simply another form in insanity. Fortunately for me it’s a type of crazy that’s more or less socially acceptable.
As I type this I’m actually playing hooky from my current manuscript. My muse vanished in a puff of smoke somewhere around 1 am on Friday night and hasn’t been seen since, so I’ve been taking advantage of her absence to write this entry, prepare some work for my own blog, and re-work part of my current work in progress to fix some minor issues that popped into my head while I was driving home from the hair dresser. Even when my muse is in a snit, apparently she’s still willing to send me memos on where I’m going wrong. This is what it means to be a writer, that no matter where I am or what I’m doing, part of my brain is still wandering on another plane: plotting, planning and building imaginary worlds while invariably getting ambushed by cute, fuzzy little plot bunnies who do their best to distract me with yet more ideas for new worlds and new characters.
Some scientists theorize that there are an infinite number of realities in existence, and new ones are being created all the time. Every writer I know is living proof this is true, because we spend part of our lives forever inhabiting the realities we create. The rest of the time, we’re trying to write about these places so that we can invite our readers to come and explore them with us.
Consider this your invitation: Come and escape with me.
Bio: Susan Hayes lives on the Canadian west coast.
Rory Frazier is destined to be the next leader of Kismet Cove, a secret colony of seal shapeshifters known as selkies. The catch? Rory can only claim his birthright if he and his blood brother Evan Sinclair find a suitable mate.
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Discussion Topic: In honor of paranormal author Susan Hayes: If your plot bunny was a patronus, what animal would it be?