Do you ever get those moments...

I don't know if I've told you this before, but I really want to red your book! One of the first things I can remember reading when I first came to AW was you discussing 'Sebastian's Poet,' and your descriptions of it have always struck a cord in me. I look forward to buying it one day.

Sounds like one of those albums I could write to, like my well-worn CD's by our local Celtic-folk group Pendragon.

I want to enter my fiction all the time. I'm working now on a chapter about a bookstore with a perfectly normal front section and a back section reached by a door with the Latin inscription: Quiscunque quaerat, intra (Whoever seeks, enter.) Beyond that door are shelf after shelf of modern occult books, all very well, but pass through that forest of dark knowledge, and you'll find climate-controlled cases of glamorous ancient tomes. These are the books of magic, as opposed to the books about magic, to use Susanna Clarke's conceit.

Plus Horrocke's Bookstore serves great coffee and even fresh-squeezed lemonade in summer. And it's in Arkham! Oh, if I could only be there...

Yes, I've felt that way. I have a farm in my novel that I'd love to visit.
I'd also very much like to read Sebastian's Poet.

Not exactly the same but a similar thing happened to me the first time I read It. I was twelve and I wanted to be in the Losers' Club. Actually, I wanted to be Ben (even though I wasn't fat) because he got the girl.

I also want to read your book, Kevin.

As to writing something that I really want to experience? Well, there's all the erotica I've written...

I don't read your stuff on purpose KTC. When I do, it makes me want to sin!

Gehanna

Yes. I'm still wanting to see the green flash of the Key West sunset in my book.

And I'm always hopeful that one day Ernest's ghost will be in my backseat.

I'd really want to go hunting in the Malayan jungle as described in my WIP. And the turtle scene on the beach -- it's so romantic that I wish I were there.

Yeah, I get that sometimes. Like with this small part of Ash Creek....

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The IHOP, as it turns out, is pretty good. We have pancakes for dinner, which I haven't done since I was eleven years old. And it's good. It's fun. We joke about the stupid songs playing over the radio and about Ash Creek and about the other people eating at the IHOP - most of who are very old and probably out past their bedtime. But still. And every once in a while I'll catch Johnson looking at me with an expression on his face that I don't really know how to describe. He's just... looking at me. And when he sees me noticing he quick looks away from me.

"What?" I ask after, like, the third time I catch him.

"What what?"

"Johnson," I say.

He looks at me. Not looks at me like he was a few seonds ago, but just looks at me like normal. And he says, "Nope. You still have to go first."

"Well I'm not."

"Neither am I," he says.

"Fine then."

"Fine."

It's in this moment that I realize how awful it would be if we're talking about different things. But, I guess, since we're not saying what we're talking about anyways, it doesn't really matter. Right? And as we leave and run across the street, Johnson grabs my hand as we run across.

"Because of the rain," he says when we get to the other side. Which, it is raining.

So I say, "Of course."
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Haha. I love that part.

Phaeal said:

Plus Horrocke's Bookstore serves great coffee and even fresh-squeezed lemonade in summer. And it's in Arkham! Oh, if I could only be there...

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Arkham! Wow, haven't heard that name for a while.

Daehota
wanders off to search the bookshelves

I want to go to Sann' Ottrano, which is one of the cities in my fantasy WIP. None of the action actually takes place there but my MC is always trying to escape to it, and a few characters come from there, so I have it all worked out what it looks like, how it's governed etc. and I just want to go. To be honest, I want to visit all the places in my fantasy world, even Lann Carnoc, which stinks.

JessRamage said:

I want to go to Sann' Ottrano, which is one of the cities in my fantasy WIP. None of the action actually takes place there but my MC is always trying to escape to it, and a few characters come from there, so I have it all worked out what it looks like, how it's governed etc. and I just want to go. To be honest, I want to visit all the places in my fantasy world, even Lann Carnoc, which stinks.

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Your worlds are so vivid, I can always see them so clearly, but until I read Dex, I never wanted to bash a whelk before .

Thing about Kevin's writing that I've been able to surmize from seeing small excerpts is, he's such a genius as a poet, and he brings that into his prose in a way that makes me feel almost imcompetent sometimes.

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Your worlds are so vivid, I can always see them so clearly, but until I read Dex, I never wanted to bash a whelk before .

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Admittedly that's one part of my world I would skip on the tour...

I'd love to see the dragons' home, pre-war, and the demon monarch's castle is wierd--fun to visit but not to stay forever...

That time when one my most respectable, conformist characters has a mini-meltdown and stops going to work, starts lying around in bed all day watching black and white movies, necking back bottles of wine and stuffing pizzas under the bed... I'm her, I'm there

It's not so much the places I want to visit as that I would like to know the people who populate my novels. Generally, I set my contemporary fiction in places I've already been. I use friends' houses and local stores as settings. So if a place shows up in my novel, it's a good bet it exists in real life.

But I totally want to hang out with my characters. All of them. I wish I knew them in real life.

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I sometimes get this too. Or, one character in my last novel... I just detested her. I wanted to put myself into a scene long enough to slap her face.

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I have one of those too. I really wanted to give Lisa the slap she deserved because my male characters were too gentlemanly to administer it.

right now I want to slap my protagonist's face. he's being a big jerk.