I know it’s not myself, but it’s also not someone else.
It’s something so hard to describe, and I feel like if I try I just sound insane.
Characters live in a world of their own. One that I create, and one that they create inside of me.
I know how they move, how they act in every situation. Their consistency, their development.
“No, they wouldn’t say that.” “That’s not realistic enough.” “That’s too generic.” “They don’t have a strong enough personality.”
I purposefully don’t ask for help when creating a personality.
It’s a therapy, a passion, an escape. It’s beautiful, honest, and cathartic.
It’s who I am.