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?