Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Money Talks and So Do Characters. Sometimes.
Have you ever heard an author say their characters talked to them? Said “Hey, my story needs to be told and would ya get yer fanny in the chair and write it?”
sigh Mine never do that.
Anyway, thanks to friends and family I received several gift cards for my birthday last week (along with a beautiful plush throw from the Playfriends). The one from a major bookstore is a no brainer. Linda Howard’s INFERNO comes out next Tuesday and since I learned last Saturday that my granddaughter is crazy over Elmo, there will probably be an Elmo book or DVD in my basket as well.
It’s the other gift card I’m angsting over. It’s from a home accessories store that I love. Usually I walk in there and see any number of things I want. I went in today and saw any number of things I want. But together they total way more than the gift card. I have to pick one item. O-N-E.
I’m sure the sales clerk thought I was casing the place because I covered every square inch of the store twice – or maybe three times – examining every shelf and display unit. They have their spring items out. And they have some great sales going on. But which should I buy? The large vase to sit on the floor in my office? The plant stand that would look great on my front porch with the Boston fern? A solar light for the back patio? A Vera Bradley-type purse? Cast iron bird feeder, art for my laundry room (hey… I want that room to look nice too), a wasp catcher?
I couldn’t decide anything except decide to come home and look around and see which item (or depending on which I get, I could get two items) I want most. Money talks, but sometimes it says too many things at one time and I can’t hear a thing.
When you don’t have a dime, you can think of a dozen things to buy. But when money’s burning a hole in your pocket, it’s hard to make a decision.
When a story comes to mind, it won’t always translate from the brain to the page.
When your heroine is too stupid to live, you can’t always make her change. Well, you can, but she might fight you all the way.
When your hero is an arrogant, uncaring a$$hole, he defies your efforts to turn him into a nice guy.
This is Sam.
This is Julianne.
They are on an eight-day motorcoach trip in Mexico and end up as seat mates on the bus. She's taking her first vacation in way too long and had her heart broken and her trust destroyed by her ex-husband. Sam's also taking a much-needed vacation and kinda fibs a little when Julianne asks him what he does for a living. He's not being deliberatly deceitful; he just doesn't want people asking for free advice 24/7.
These two people are supposed to be talking to me.
Posted by Playground Monitor at 4/18/2007 12:09:00 AM