Listening to every heart
I have worked on a novel over the last two years. I found it most interesting that as I created this at the keyboard, it was as if the story were unfolding before me, and I was the reader, not the writer. There were hours that I literally got "lost" in the story line, and when I stopped to take a breath, seven or eight pages had emerged. A shake of the head was usually my only response to my self-question of "where did this come from?"
I found the first attempt at a novel both stupefying and wonderful. As I go through the draft now in the editing process, I could not swear "I" wrote the book. However...
I was the only one in the room!
[or was I?]