My new goal. Working at getting paid to play with my imaginary friends. The joys of writing.

I want to tell you right now that I stole this wording from Kristen Lamb, and you can read more of her at Her words were  inspirational, and I think she nails what most fiction writers are thinking and trying to achieve, that I had to voice it on my own blog.

Part of the idea of this blog, came from a recent visit to my friends who have small children.   From the very moment they got up in the morning to when they went to sleep they wanted to play – to invent games. They had numerous imaginary friends.

Don’t you remember them? I’m sure you remember that as a child you got to play, to use your imagination. And then sometime, in some timeline you were told you had to grow up.

You couldn’t play anymore. Your imaginary friends were sent away, and there you were – you were an adult.

Well, here’s the beauty of being a writer, you get to play with your imaginary friends all day. I don’t care if your Grisham, Wolfe or King, all of it comes into your head and onto the paper. The wonder of the imagination. And they get paid for it.

That’s my goal. To spend hours each day with my imaginary characters. Some are quite good, some are real nasty. I get to decide (to a point) how the story will come out, and how the characters will interact.

I say to a point, because all writers will tell you, that there is a point where a character will start to take on a new life. You watch, you write, and you only direct to a point where you know you cannot let the character have the complete lead. But you watch with fascination as the character and the plot develops.

This is the beauty of writing, of having these imaginary friends. Do we all get paid well for it? In a word no. I’m still at it, publishing my third book next month, and having meager checks appear in my bank account from Amazon. But is it worth it? Absolutely!

There are a few things I’ve learned from the almost four years I’ve spent writing, one is that one book does not an author make (you need a bunch), and in the process of writing book after book you grow as a writer.

Here is something else that’s fun. Your group of imaginary  friends  begins to grow as well. You actually will end up with almost a neighborhood full of them. They’re yours because you invented them, and they won’t leave until you give them a proper exit of some kind.

Therefore, I wish all of you writers great success with your imaginary friends, and to the readers, you get to sit back with your cup of tea, or glass of wine and wonder how we came up with all these great characters.

It’s because we found that great thing called the imagination, and allowed the freedom to create. And that does make all the difference. I wish everyone great writing and great reading.