Connecting With Your Characters (Or why some authors cry when they kill off their darlings.)

Today I killed someone. Not a real person, I hasten to add, if you're thinking I'm some kind of closet murderer, but one of the characters that I hold dear. And as I wrote, I cried.¬†As I finished writing, and closed the chapter on this person's life - a life lived only in my imagination … Continue reading Connecting With Your Characters (Or why some authors cry when they kill off their darlings.)