“What is this character thinking?”
“How does she feel about this?”
“Why is he afraid of that?”
“Who makes her happy?”
These are questions that Mom’s critique group named ConnieLindaJenVijiLaurieandOtherJen ask her about her work. They ask these and many other questions to help Mom to investigate deeper into her characters, their motivations, their feelings, and their goals.
Mom is clearly in the branches, but she needs to dig way down there in the roots.
I am not a doggie who digs – at least not outside.
Sometimes, I dig the pupper cover on the sofa to get it out of the way.
And sometimes, I dig the covers on the bed to make a comfy nest for sleeping while Mom is in the shower.
Of course, as soon as I get the pile just right, Mom comes out of the shower, gets dressed, and chases me off the bed.
Then I am forced to dig the blanket in my own bed.
Today, Mom dug into the robot vacuum. She dumps the trash cup every day. But just like with her critique partners – when the app told her to – she had to dig deeper. Extractors, filters, edge sweepers, contacts, and sensors were removed, checked, cleaned, wiped, polished, and returned.
Apparently, some of this grossness (ALL of this grossness) is my fault.
Mom says, ” I’m ankle-deep in dog hair, here!” and “How can you shed so much and still have fur?” and “I’m going to save all this hair, make a new dog, and throw you in the garbage.” and… well, after that I stopped hearing her. I have ALWAYS wanted to get into the garbage. This may be my big chance!