actually, i'm obsessed with eyes in general. maybe it has something to do with the spiritual connotation found behind these rich pools of ocular beauty.
the eye is the lamp of the body
it's true, though. so much can be spoken through a simple glance. a moment spent gazed into another's eyes can be enough to pass along an entire conversation and more left unspoken.
eyes are mirrors of the heart.
and when it comes to my characters within those stories so close to my heart, i cannot be pulled away.
what hides behind them? what isn't being said? or what is being said so much louder than the tongue can convey?
i have spent hours studying photos of eyes. reading their stories.
eyes are books. pages of novels.
i want to know.
i want to see and read their hearts through these minuscule portals that i am allowed on this earth.
maybe this makes me odd or strange or completely irrational. i would not be insulted if you said so, as the greatest of writers have been deemed strange.
so strange is a good thing.
and i'm rambling.
but that's okay. right?
just let me see my characters' eyes. and i can try
and tell you their story.