Genius is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent
perspiration.
Edison may very well have been right, but what good is the ninety-nine percent perspiration without the inspiration?
Where do our stories come from? Daydreams, life experiences,
the people we meet, nightmares, what we hear, see, read, and imagine? Every
author will have a response unique to their life experience and their interests.
The answer, for me, is all of the above.
We listen to the news, read the paper, and build in current
events. We laugh with friends and build in camaraderie for our characters. We
yearn for love and romance and give it to our hero and heroine. The adventures
we long for belong now to our players. The lives we’ve led, or wish we’d led
are, in part, imbued in our characters and plot lines.
But there is another aspect to inspiration that is often
unforeseen. As we write, our stories take on a life of their own. Characters
develop and lead us in directions we hadn’t anticipated or planned. A minor
character creeps in and takes over. We try to contain him, but he has a mind of
his own and insists on playing his part.
The hero’s friend becomes our friend. The heroine’s fight
becomes our fight. And as we edit and polish and rework our novel, we worry
about our characters, love them, perhaps hate them, and can’t leave them
behind. They become as much a part of our lives as are the people around us. They,too,
are our inspiration.
Inspiration is vital. Without it, there would be no novels.
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