Writing is weird.
One minute you are telling a story.
The next minute you are researching the average amount of snowfall Edinburgh gets.
or how to kill someone with a piece of barbed wire and a tomato
Or how much force it takes to dent a human skull with a can of Pepsi.
what the hell are you guys writing?
I feel like writers are murderers who just found a legal way to kill people.
"The fact that you would be willing to make yourself completely miserable if you thought that’s what I needed to be happy. But that’s not what I need. What I need is you and me, happy, together, both of us. I can’t be happy if you’re not happy. I can’t be happy without you! Don’t you understand that? You’ve gotten under my skin and into my heart and I can’t let you go! I can’t let you go. So if you try to walk away right now, I swear, I have no idea what I’m going to do. I can’t promise you that this is going to work. I can’t promise you that we’ll be 100% happy all the time. I can’t promise you smooth sailing. But I can promise you that I need you, and I am never going to stop caring about you. "
Levi has a Tumblr
Is your character an early bird or a night owl?
How does your character react to temperature changes such as extreme heat or cold?
What does your character’s bed look like when s/he wakes up? Are the covers off on one side of the bed, are they all curled around the pillow, sprawled everywhere? In what position might they sleep?
How is your character with technology? Super savvy, or way behind the times? Letters or email?
Is there an animal you can equate to your character?