La Vie Boheme

Ungh!

I was reading Julie's writing journal (specifically this post), where she talked about how her characters don't take off in weird directions without her. Oddly, only my roleplaying characters seem to run off helter-skelter and do things I hadn't wanted them to do. (Jake, I'm looking in your direction, you headstrong bitch. I miss you, wake up again sometime, will ya?) My novel characters are normally well-behaved, but it seems like there comes a moment where they either wake up and start living and walking around my head on their own, or they just lie there, no matter how much electricity I blast into the cobbled-together corpse. ;)

(And yes, when that happens, I've been known to cackle maniacally and crow, "It's alive! It's aliiiiiive!")

I'm happy to report that the characters for novel #2 are starting to move sluggishly around my head going "Ungh! Friend!"

I'm still computerless, essentially, and it's making me a little nutty. I'm itching to get back to work on The Host. I've been working on the second novel (Geh, need a real title for it, Real Soon Now) on paper, character sketches, plot ideas, questions, backgrounds, but it's not the same. I'm restless.