Patient things, characters.
Three months I had been away, charging about doing this and that.
Doing anything but writing.
I return to my manuscript and there he is, just where I left him.
I refer to the hero of my novel, Sean.
Given that I had left him in a bar chatting up a very attractive girl, its not really surprising that he was in no rush to move on.
I have posted elsewhere that I simply was busy and that this is why I was neglecting young Sean and not writing. It is true, there has been a lot on.
However, as Sean moved us forward on Monday, I came to realise that I might be a bit shy.
No, seriously.
You see, things in the bar were going well. Sean was ‘in’. All things being equal, Sean was going to get some bedroom action with Natalia.
The Hard Rock Cafe Budapest – Photo Courtesy of Edith Medcalf.
I wrote a post on writing sex before.
I did, in fact, leave Sean and Natalia to it. He seemed pretty confident that he knew what he was doing. They went off to his room, I went off to mine and we all got together in the morning and moved on.
How very grown up of us.
Once again, life is throwing things at me, but this time, I am reluctant to leave Sean. I am anxious to learn where we are off to next, what we are going to get up to, what new people we are going to meet.
I am enjoying this writing lark.
