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gothrockrulz) wrote2011-12-06 05:26 pm
gothrockrulz) wrote2011-12-06 05:26 pm
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Writer's Block: Friends forever
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Yes, indeed. Most of the time, they were just people I'd made up to put into stories. Dozens and dozens of characters. I didn't talk to them or hold imaginary tea parties with them or anything like that--but they were still as real and interesting to me as anybody I knew in real life. No, make that more real and interesting. XD
But I never told anybody about them, because my stories and my characters were mine, and I wanted to keep them to myself.
At one point, I did pretend I had an imaginary twin sister named Victoria, and I talked to her for a little while. Then I got bored, because she wasn't as fun as a character in a story, and so I went back to my characters and stories.
Now, I have even more characters living inside my head--so I guess one could say I still have imaginary friends. Unlike my old characters, I talk with my new characters a lot--though, nowadays, it's mostly to yell at them because they're not cooperating, or because they're bringing stuff into the story that I didn't plan on, making more work for me.
Too bad my characters can't write their own stories. They only seem capable of complicating mine.
Yes, indeed. Most of the time, they were just people I'd made up to put into stories. Dozens and dozens of characters. I didn't talk to them or hold imaginary tea parties with them or anything like that--but they were still as real and interesting to me as anybody I knew in real life. No, make that more real and interesting. XD
But I never told anybody about them, because my stories and my characters were mine, and I wanted to keep them to myself.
At one point, I did pretend I had an imaginary twin sister named Victoria, and I talked to her for a little while. Then I got bored, because she wasn't as fun as a character in a story, and so I went back to my characters and stories.
Now, I have even more characters living inside my head--so I guess one could say I still have imaginary friends. Unlike my old characters, I talk with my new characters a lot--though, nowadays, it's mostly to yell at them because they're not cooperating, or because they're bringing stuff into the story that I didn't plan on, making more work for me.
Too bad my characters can't write their own stories. They only seem capable of complicating mine.