Monday, November 23, 2015

Alone, but not..

This is the first year both my little ones are in school, giving me significant hours during the day alone.  A friend of mine recently asked me how I was enjoying the time.  I said I was.  I've been busy working, shopping alone, running, and cleaning and organizing the house.

But the strange thing is the hours I spend in silence.  With no one else in the house, I go hours without talking.  My friend got sad for me, saying she forgot about that aspect of it.

But I interrupted her, and said the strange thing was that I was far from lonely.  The hours I spend with the characters in my books feel like I'm spending time with friends.  I know everything about them now, and love to see the ways their lives are turning out.

So even though I'm alone, I'm really not.

Also, I do know this might sound a little crazy to other people, but I'm sure other writers would agree with me.  Or at least I hope so!