The world of the Writer
Writing a novel requires the ability to inhabit two worlds. There's your day to day life: grocery shopping, work, exercise, the street you live on, the people you meet day to day, your husband, wife, children, siblings...your favorite restaurant. The familiar components of your world.
When I turn on my computer and click into the icon for Blood Kiss, I pass through a portal into another world and another time. In this world I walk in the boots of Christian Du Maure, a vampire born in eighteen century France who now lives in Manhattan. Sometimes I am a spectator, dancing in a club called the Grey Wolf that he owns, sometimes I am back in Meudon France, with him as a mortal youth, riding through his lands, understanding his hopes and dreams for his future.
Then there is the seductive Gabrielle. I watch as she seduces both Christian and his friend, the beautiful Michel Baptiste and lures them into the world of the vampire. They are so young and innocent with no concept of the road ahead for them. I feel the love they both share for the mortal Josette Delacore, or the hatred they have for the vampire Gaetan, their rival throughout time.
I live inside all of my characters, from the mortal woman who love the undead to the undead themselves, with their wily ways and dark embraces. Sometimes it's hard to make the transition back to my day to day, especially when I spend hours at a time writing. Sometimes it feels schizophrenic and I am not sure whose voice is speaking to me when I write. I just know that I have to get it down on paper.
I love my characters and I am committed to bringing them to life and hopefully, bringing them to more readers once I find a publisher. I am forever optimistic as I jump back and forth between the grocery store and the Grey Wolf, balancing each world.
When I turn on my computer and click into the icon for Blood Kiss, I pass through a portal into another world and another time. In this world I walk in the boots of Christian Du Maure, a vampire born in eighteen century France who now lives in Manhattan. Sometimes I am a spectator, dancing in a club called the Grey Wolf that he owns, sometimes I am back in Meudon France, with him as a mortal youth, riding through his lands, understanding his hopes and dreams for his future.
Then there is the seductive Gabrielle. I watch as she seduces both Christian and his friend, the beautiful Michel Baptiste and lures them into the world of the vampire. They are so young and innocent with no concept of the road ahead for them. I feel the love they both share for the mortal Josette Delacore, or the hatred they have for the vampire Gaetan, their rival throughout time.
I live inside all of my characters, from the mortal woman who love the undead to the undead themselves, with their wily ways and dark embraces. Sometimes it's hard to make the transition back to my day to day, especially when I spend hours at a time writing. Sometimes it feels schizophrenic and I am not sure whose voice is speaking to me when I write. I just know that I have to get it down on paper.
I love my characters and I am committed to bringing them to life and hopefully, bringing them to more readers once I find a publisher. I am forever optimistic as I jump back and forth between the grocery store and the Grey Wolf, balancing each world.
posted by Denise K. Rago at 2:50 PM
2 Comments:
Hey Denise,
I'm like that as well, in the sense that once I immerse myself in my characters and the world I've created for several hours, I need a bit of a transition period before I bump back into reality. The car ride to the grocery store can be tricky when your head's still in eighteenth century France or the Grey Wolf, right?
Absolutely, so I keep writing notes for future chapters, etc. It's wonderful yet strange all at the same time.
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