I’ve heard it said that a writer’s often put elements of themselves into their characters.

It’s an interesting thought and made me take another look at the characters in my books…

Is there really anything of me in Drome, John, Dora or Dr Wilson? They’re not bad people so I don’t mind if there is.

What about the more unpleasant characters like Montgomery-Jones, Jeremy Wainscott, Zharvak and Vester? I don’t feel I have anything in common with them but… then again, maybe I do.

When I write I put myself in the character’s heads, so perhaps there’s more of me in them than I care to admit. I try to think like they do. What would the character do in the situation he, she or it finds himself, herself or itself in? I don their skin and the ideas come tumbling in.

Hmmmm. Food for thought.