As you write your novel, you gradually start thinking like some of your characters in it. And at times the writer may lose himself completely in some character.
Your sensitivity, your tenderness, your eyes make me pick up my pen and write, Mrignayni!
As so often happens in my strange writing process, after weeks of distraction; of not thinking about the book at all; yesterday I started writing before the sun was up, or coffee was made. Whipped out...