Another sunny day! It’s a GIFT. Believe me, over this long winter, I have developed a new appreciation for sunshine.
What a wonderful writing day I had yesterday. Although it is emotionally rugged sometimes, going through everything my characters go through, right beside them, it is also tremendously rewarding. And I’ve noticed that my characters tend to reflect issues I’m dealing with, in some way. (Duh.) For instance, in the Montana Creeds/McKettrick Kin series, the underlying theme is claiming one’s true identity and then stubbornly refusing to be anyone else. Establishing a legacy, not just materially, but psychologically, too.
Well, of course I know who I am–Linda Lael Miller. But what does that really mean?
I’m a writer, of course. A mother, a daughter, a sister and cousin and aunt, a passionate lover of animals. A fledgling artist. A reader. A Christian and a member of a major political party–(it doesn’t matter which one.) An American, no doubt about it.
But is there more? Surely there is. And beyond the obvious, what is my legacy?
As Logan and Dylan and Tyler, the Creed heroes, wrestle with these questions, I am wrestling with them too. I am taking them on a journey–but they are also taking me on one. And I find that incredibly interesting.