August 26, 2010
12:49 am • Filed under: I have issues,inspiration,Writing
Wasn’t it Elizabeth Taylor who said in regards to her vast love life that the best part about falling in love was the falling part?
She should’ve been a romance author.
I think I’m going to sound like a complete lunatic but I don’t care. I gotta throw it out there.
Sometimes I create a particular hero in my own little mind that I end up falling madly in love with. Yes, a fictional character who doesn’t exist anywhere but in my head (and eventually in the book which hopefully will sell and then readers get to fall in love with him too).
This happened with Austin from Forbidden. Oh, how I fell in looove with hiiim. I wrote his story in two weeks. It was as if he whispered in my ear the entire time I was writing and it was pure bliss. I haven’t felt that high and in love with a hero since.
(I want to say that I always give my all with every story and I don’t think my falling in love with the occasional hero means that all the rest of my heroes suck. Definitely not. I love all the characters I’ve written. But yeah, when I do fall madly in love with the hero? The story does benefit. I cannot tell a lie)
It’s finally happened again and I’m there. I am In. Mad. Love. with my current hero. And he only came to me hmmm…last Friday? Thursday maybe? I don’t know but he’s pushing me hard to keep writing and it’s this super seekrit project that I haven’t told anyone about except my agent (oh yeah and my husband). I wrote the first three chapters in three days. I sent them to my agent Tuesday and she already read them and with a few suggested tweaks, she said she likes them and wants me to continue. Wheeee…
But I digress.
I don’t quite get why the occasional hero will really get to me. It just…happens and oh man, when it does, I feel positively giddy. I act like a fool in love. I fall asleep thinking about them (him). I wake up thinking about them (him). I sometimes even dream about them. It’s rather obsessive but when I am in that frame of mind, when they are consuming me I go with it. The words pour out and I’m so wrapped up I have a hard time breaking out of it.
It helps when you have visual assistance.
Meet my new boyfriend Henry Cavill. Good LORD he is gorgeous. And this isn’t even the picture that sends me over the edge. I’m holding on to that one like I don’t want to share it or something. Not that this picture is bad…seriously he doesn’t take a bad picture. And his voice. Dreamy…
I’m warning you now be prepared for more Henry photos because he is just too delicious to be ignored. And he’s so young! God, I feel like such a cougar and I hate that term with a burning hot passion.
Okay I gotta go. A certain hero is calling my name asking me to write his story. And I’m more than happy to oblige…
Liz says:
Karen, you crack me up! I haven’t written any books yet but I can empathize with you. There have been heroes in certain books I’ve read from you delicious authors that I have truly “crushed” on. Like you said; dreamed about them and acted a fool! Quite a few times, to be honest. Wouldn’t even know where to begin to name them. Its sort of a guilty pleasure, isn’t it? Because ‘he’ doesn’t really exist, right? So we can indulge our fantasies in our minds!! I loved Austin’s story too…