I have been really working this week at my writing. The characters lives begin to participate in my life as I hang around with them more and more. They get in bed with me, wake me in the night and far too early in the morning. I am being propelled by their need to tell me their story. They are people who, primarily I like, even though I find the sleeping patterns that they keep totally disruptive to reality.
This week the rain has been coming down – nearly consistently, so I am in the house with them. Trapped!
Today I need to go out, and wonder how they will all fit on my electric scooter when I go?
I simply must go out to get some groceries, despite all these people who will insist on going with me, and despite the rain! I wonder, will they complain about getting wet, since the rain is threatening to come down again? Will they keep me from the task of driving while I navigate the busy downtown Hamilton streets. Will the police pull me over and query as to why it is that I have dozens of people riding around with me on my Vespa like scooter?
Will I fit through the doors of Denningers?
They get so huge! I am certain, others can see them now!
