you can’t help but love them, whether they be a goodie or a baddie, it doesn’t really matter, because YOU created them. You can see them in your head. You know the type of clothes they would wear, right down to the smallest detail. You know how tall they are and how much they weigh. You can hear their voice, you define their accent and whether they are softly spoken or loud and brash. You know what makes them tick.
You don’t expect other people to love them too, because you know that ultimately they will see something different to you. Because how can someone possibly see the same image that is in your head?
So I always get a little kick when people say that they love Michael, because maybe, just maybe, they are seeing what I am seeing. Or maybe I’ve just managed to portray what it is about him that I love so much.
Whatever it is, it never ceases to light a little spark within.