I love when characters make me laugh. This new middle grade –
Will, Middle Name Trouble – has me in stitches. And, believe me I needed to be
in stitches. My last book contained some brutal stuff and while there is
redemption, it was heartbreaking getting there.
And then Will came into my life. Will’s dad walked out when Will
was 6. He’s now 10 and the man of the house. He watches his 4-year-old twin
sisters while his mom cleans office buildings at night. He cleans and cooks and
does the laundry. And despite doing what no 10-year-old should be charged with
doing Will survives. He’s clever and funny, and I can’t help but love his silly
self.
After I finished my latest novel – which I also loved – Will
wouldn’t stop bugging me. I’d see him in the kid at the grocery store or at the
mall. I’d hear his voice. Feel his pain. And so I went with Will. And as much
as I wish Will's life was different, I realize this is a journey he has to make.
I
could coddle Will and keep bad things from happening to him,
but I know that in the long run I’d only be hurting him. Will has flaws
and dreams. He screws up and pays the price. And he learns. I’m learning, too,
that sometimes it takes going through the bad to get to the good. It makes the
good better and I’m more grateful.
I’m thankful for Will. He makes me get up early and stay up late to write. I’m always amazed at his tenacity and ability to push
through, despite the unforgiving world. And I appreciate his humor, the way he
can draw laughs out of me I didn’t know were there. Thank you, Will. I’m
enjoying this ride.
How wonderful to have a character call to you so clearly before you even start writing!
ReplyDeleteMy characters are always shadows in the mist, beckoning me. I have to follow them through some twisty turns and quirky paths before I really get to know who they are.