When writers write, what happens?

 We happen.

 And who are we? we are the characters you read about in stories. Writers may take a long time to decide what kind of characters we will be. We may be young or old, good or bad, clever or stupid, men or women. But once we are on the page we belong to everybody. Every reader sees us in his or her own way. We donot only belong to the writer. We have a new life of our own.

 We are free.

 But what happens when writers think up characters but don't use them in their stories? What happens when writers decide to cut characters out of a story? Where do we go? Once we are born in the head of a writer, we cannot be unborn, just as a thought cannot be unthought. We want to be free. We want writers to give us life.

 So where do we go?

 We all wait for someone to put us in a story. But where? We wait near writers when they write. We crowed around them, shouting in their ears that we want them to give us life on the page.

 When writers think they have a new idea they call it inspiration. If they only knew their new ideas are often us, the ghosts of unborn characters, who have walked into their thoughts. We are ghosts who want to live through their stories.

 So, writers, let us live! Go on writing. Your readers are waiting.

 We will wait, too.

I just copy from one book. ^^