Yesterday was a tough writing day. I had to create a scene between two secondary characters–a scene fraught with anger and hurt. One character wanted to throw up her hands and walk away, pulling her emotions around her like a cloak–or a suit of armor. The other character, who was just as upset, but even more stung by the first’s attitude was thinking about beating her to the door and exiting first.
Then I remembered this little poke from the Universe:
Do you know why happy tears taste the same as sad tears, Silver?
Because all tears come from the ocean of love.
Your nautical wheeler,
P.S. Ahoy, Silver, love ahead… and hey, nice dinghy.
Happy tears. Sad Tears. What happens when a character who never cries does? What happens when a character decides to stay and try one more time to get through to the other, to convince her that no matter what, as long as he has her beside him, they’ll manage whatever the world throws at them?
Yeah. He didn’t walk out the door. He lost his temper and decided to fight for what was important to him. And she was smart enough to know that love would keep them afloat, even in a sea of tears.
I love it when a plan comes together, even though it left me emotionally drained and a little sniffly.
Readers, what does it take to get you so involved in a story that you get sniffly? Writers, do get emotional about your own stories?