Do your characters make you laugh? Mine do. It’s funny (don’t mind the pun). I’ll write the scene and get carried away by the story, wherever the characters take me. Then, out of nowhere, they say or do something that makes me laugh out loud. My children and husband rush over asking why I’m giggling.
I smile. “Oh, Davyn just said something that cracked me up.”
All six eyes stare at me.
“Mommy, there’s nobody here, but you.” The youngest twin looks at her sister, shakes her head, and leaves the room, her sibling in tow.
“Don’t you mean you crack yourself up?” My husband kisses my forehead and closes the door behind him.
I suppose he’s right, but I don’t think of it that way. My characters are real people, sort of. I feel what they feel. I love them, hate them, and want them to fail or succeed just like real people. Is that so wrong? My husband might think it’s a little nuts, but I believe there are other writers who go through the same sort of thing. Right?
Have you had this kind of experience?