In a race towards the finish line I have abandoned my characters. I drive them on, blind to their own personality as they check off each plot point, lost to the succession of events.
When did they become hollow? Floating along down whatever current I place them in?
Let’s go back to the beginning. Let’s fill them with ideas, opinions and strengths. Let’s give them a mind of their own and take the blinders off. Let’s give them agency and autonomy.
Let’s let them drive the story forward. Let’s go back to the beginning, and see where they take us.











