I am so glad, so blessed, that I have been made in the image and likeness of a CREATOR. Though my own works are like a child's in comparison--less than that: imitative, derivative, 1-dimensional by contrast. Still such an immense blessing, and what a wealth of inspiration from my Maker all around!
My favorite things in all the universe have been and remain the characters in stories. And I've been having a feast lately! Last night I FINALLY finished rereading The Counte of Monte Cristo. I think taking a good month and a half to get through a fiction book sets a new record for me, even if it was 1,130 pages. (At least the vertigo excuse keeps me from being too irked with myself.) But such a treat to once again savor a character I'm terribly fond of: the quadriplegic Noirtier. Mmm, what a delight!