A friend of mine who’s read Headlong was asking whether or not I considered myself a Lily or a Hazel. So I started explaining that, while none of my characters are actually “me”, I share feelings, insights, beliefs with each of them in some way, as we do with all people; we are all people, right? And I have to accept them as people to be able to write about them at all. Otherwise they might as well be stock characters, paper dolls, and —
“That’s not what I mean,” she said, with the, um, charming impatience she’s known for. “What I mean is, are you more like Lily, or more like Hazel?”
So much for deconstructing my text, however feebly. “I am Hazel,” I said.
“OK then,” she said. “That’s what I meant.”
So – are you Lily, or are you Hazel? Readers?