Sometimes it’s people I know—there’s a good chance Aunt Bette in my newest WIP is a lot like a certain sassy member of my extended family (I’m looking at you, Annabelle Russell!). There’s a lot of my friend Connie in Julie Miles’s irreverent comments, but also in Carrie Reilly’s orderly life, and if you knew my kid, you’d definitely hear him in Jack—the brilliant musical prodigy in Once More From the Top. So yeah, my characters get some of their traits from people in my real life and even some from me. A friend once told me that she had a hard time with the first fifty pages or so of my first novel, RuleNumber One, because the heroine talked like me and she couldn’t separate Katy Ruth Gilligan from Nan Reinhardt. Well, the heroine is figment of my imagination, so that she would sometimes talk like me shouldn’t be a surprise. It didn’t stop my friend from finishing and enjoying that book and all my others, and if she saw a little of me in the rest of them, she never mentioned it.
Sometimes, my characters seem to do things that I do or that people in my life do. Sophie Russo in The Summer of Second Chances is a freelance editor—a career that I know quite a bit about because . . . well, I’m a freelance editor. It made research really easy! And frankly, because I edit a lot of computer books and know a lot of folks in publishing, it wasn’t hard to invent Henry Dugan’s career as a publisher and writer. I got the idea for the women’s shelter in Sex and the Widow Miles from my sisters volunteering for an agency that helps homeless families. In the in-progress fourth book of the Women of Willow Bay series, heroine Libby Nolan owns a winery—I’ve always wanted to own a winery and now, I do . . . sorta.
*~*See what I did up there? I managed to get links to all four of my novels into just two paragraphs. I like to think of that as subliminal marketing . . . *~*
As Liz knows, I love Michigan--so much that I'm making her go with me again in September. (Oh, how she suffers for friendship!) Honestly, if I wasn’t so firmly entrenched in Indiana, I’d live in Michigan in a heartbeat. One of those little towns along the shore of Lake Michigan would be just about perfect. My mom loved Michigan, too, and we spent nearly every weekend camping up there when I was growing up, so I come by my love of the Great Lakes State quite naturally. Mostly, I love lakes, so my books all take place around fresh water, pretty much around Lake Michigan, I just realized that, because my other WIP happens in Chicago—just a block or two from Lake Michigan, which means there will be long beach walks and characters dipping their toes in the icy water on warm summer days.
Dialogue often comes from pieces of conversations I’ve had with friends or family or even strangers. I collect words and phrases and ideas from every situation I’m in, even every film or TV show I watch, every book or magazine I read. Don’t we all do that? My family has dozens of movie lines and book quotes that mean something only to us. “Weird, Margaret,” is a phrase my sister and I say when something seems odd to either of us. It’s from our childhood—a line from the Dennis the Menace comic strip. After forty-some years of living with me, Husband says it now, too. Lines from old movies are an everyday part of life in our family. Heck, we’ve been known to have entire conversations made up of nothing but movie lines.
All of it—conversations, situations, places, what we read, what we watch, people we spend time with, people we know well, and people we’ve just met—if you’re a storyteller, a piece of every experience in your life eventually finds its way into a story. It might be so subtle, you aren’t even aware of it creeping into your writing, or it might be something so significant that the only way you can process it is to write about it. . .