It seems so absurd to me that I came out with this analogy while waiting in the cold of King George's Park while the person I take care of was talking his walk. Maybe when my fingers are numb and my blood freezes, there's an explosion in my brain that brings all the craziest ideas.
Two nights ago, Greta, the American girl I've mentioned before in this blog, invited me to go with her to the Christmas Fair in Hyde Park, but I said I had to catch up with my writing. I had declined the same invitation coming from my flatmate because I felt more like "hanging out" with Teok and write some more of his adventures in Sagas. This is the first time I've put my writing before a social event. EVER! The next day I had to go to work, and the uneasiness of being separated from the keyboard only grew stronger. I was writing my fantasy novel alright, but a different energy was moving inside of me, making me crave for a different story. All this anger and frustration I had accumulated in the last month in the UK emerged in the form of a character, completely plotless and in the air but with some smart-mouthed lines that would remind me forever my time in here. I was pregnant with ideas, just that the symptoms had taken their time to appear.
And that's how Iwan Salinger is gestating in my writer's womb: my first character whose native tongue will be English (the other two drafts are completely in Spanish.) I can't anticipate a lot, but it is one of those either-you-love-him-or-hate-him characters that bring some rebelliousness back! He's a ruthless boy who listens to sex pistols, who has a cigarrete for breakfast, and who wakes up everyday asking "what the fuck am I doing in London?."
The analogy is, again, ridiculously obvious. I'm pregnant and I have another two kids, and job. This took me by surprise, but abortion in here is not an option. This is what happens when you neglect your other children attention, they start going astray and then you have to raise another one. In order not to feel overwhelmed by all this breeding of characters I'm having, I'm taking this time to lock myself down, dedicate some times to the kids (Teok and Isaí) and take care of the growth of Iwan. The rough weather and the fact that I'm completely broke are helping me a lot to stay indoors, play some music, and let my fingertips type some magic. Vlad thought me through example that when a paper needs to be done, that's it! the rest paralizes. I've paused my social schedule and the rest of the plans so that I can push Teok's journey a bit further and that I make sure Iwan turns out alright (well, this is hard to guarantee since his creator is wicked.) In case this stage takes me the rest of December and the first weeks of the year, Merry Xmas and Happy New Year.
