As I grew up, I continued to interact with invisible
characters, giving them voices and personalities. It was a lot of fun. When the
adults in my life let me know that having invisible friends was beneath my age
level, and that I ought to grow up, I simply stopped inventing and talking to
invisible characters in places where people could observe my so-called childish
behavior. I would walk home from school rather than taking the bus, because it
gave me more time for long conversations with invisible characters. Though
walking was slower than the actual bus ride, when you added in the wait for the
bus, it only took ten minutes longer for me to get home.
I never lost my imagination, and I continued to polish my
skill at inventing and interacting with invisible characters.
As a writer, I simply invent a new set of characters,
interact with them, interview them, and discover the most important, exciting,
and pivotal moments of their life story. Then I write it down as they tell it
to me. Yeah, that’s where my ideas really come from.
~Marie
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