I always knew they could come unbidden, often at inappropriate times when I wasn’t within pencil reach. And I’ve long been aware that voices – indeed entire plots – visit me in dreams.
Would it not have been more fitting to be entertained by snatches of inspiration as I moped about the house or reclined lethargically?
Then just as I was beginning to fear that they were gone forever, they danced back into my consciousness.
Strangely, along with the arrival of the voices has come a notion to change my author name. In my current manuscript-in-progress, an author not only writes under a pseudonym, she hides behind it.
I’ve been playing with G.J. Pears, Glen Pears, Glynda Pearswolf, G.J. Pearswolf ….
So what do you think? Stick with the old or go for new?