Sometimes I have a fully formed character popping into my head and staying there. But he doesn't come with a plot. Try as you might, you can't work him or her into a story. Maybe their story hasn't arrived yet, and I should just hang on until it does? Maybe they are ghosts, condemned to exist in fictional limbo for all of eternity? Maybe their sole purpose is as vehicles for bloggings like these (from eight years ago).
Keith (and Danny), I feel your time will come.
Thursday, January 24, 2013
Fictional Limbo
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As plain as the nose on a man's face
Are you calling the nose on my face plain?
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