When I was a little girl, I used to wish for one superpower: to be invisible. I didn’t want people to see me. I didn’t want to be looked at or teased. I wanted to be there but not be perceived.
I also was curious. Deeply and irrevocably curious about what other families were like. I wanted to sneak into their homes and watch them. See how the dad and mom interacted. What a family dinner at their house looked like. I wanted to walk through their house without anyone knowing and just see who they were when they thought no one was watching.
It took me years to realize that dream. And it’s not quite how I imagined it. You see, when I am writing, I disappear. The characters become real and I fade away.
I escape anything and everything in my own life and become a part of their world. I can smell and see the places they inhabit. I get to walk through someone else’s world without anyone noticing.
It’s the closest I can come to invisible and it feels extraordinary.
Do you have a secret reason you write?
Reminder: June 11 & 12 from 12 p.m. to 2 p.m. I will be at the Waterbury Barnes and Noble (235 Union Street) for the Teen Book Weekend signing books and giving out freebies. Stop by and enter my giveaway to win a B&N giftcard from me!