Row80 Check in: Getting inside their heads
Which way did he go, George, which way did he go? ~ Bugs Bunny It's Sunday evening and I'm wondering where my week went. As far as writing goes I don't think much got accomplished. I did start to interview Greg, my main male character in Eyes in the Ashes. When asked him to describe his hands, got an interesting reaction. Greg: He snorted out a laugh. "Seriously, my hands?" I nodded. He shook his head and held out his hands, looked at them. "Beat up, rough. 5 fingers on each hand." He flexed his fingers, stared at his palm and a sad look crossed his face. "Strong and weak. I couldn't hold on." me: "Hold on to what?" Greg: "I never saw it before. You can only hold on so long, then you have to open your hand, let go." Me: "Like a parent lets go of a child?" Greg: "I guess. You can squeeze them shut, but after a while you have to open, let go or it...