Broken by words.

I was writing today, a scene where my character totally crashes, his body and mind fall short from breaking into tiny pieces that he may or may not ever be able to put back together. This hurt me a little, to see him go through such pain which is accompanied by desperation. It was difficult to write but I pushed forward, allowing myself to accept his current life.

How amazing and surreal, that a writer can feel such pain for someone in their story. That is one of the most beautiful aspects of writing, being able to see and feel for someone who is from another made-up world.

What an escape.