You may have heard the warning about never making a writer mad at you or you will meet a disastrous end in their book. I will admit to having desire to serve justice in writing on occasion but I don’t believe I have ever done it. What would be the point? It would serve as a reminder of my anger every time I read it.
I’ve never had a family member in a story either. They just don’t fit into the kind of stories I write. Last time I checked they were all human and not a rock star in the bunch.
On the other hand, I have a few friends who have appeared on the page. Ria and Jewell are composites of people I know. Auntie Vi, a major player in Volume Two of Cheyenne’s story, has been in the background for awhile waiting for her curtain call. Chance, the star of WOLVES (from my upcoming New Adult urban fantasy) is very much one of my friends. I wonder if he will recognize himself. My doctor will make an appearance in WOLVES, at his request. Yes, you read that correctly. He asked to be a character in the novel. My doctor is a very cool guy.
In truth, my characters are more likely based on actors, sports figures, or musicians who have the look I am going for. I will base my character on those looks, changing some of the details here and there as I see fit. My take on their personalities comes from what feelings their looks evoke.
Often, I’ll develop a character and spend months playing in that character’s world but not finish a story about him (it’s usually a him). A hundred percent of the time, however, these beloved characters will appear in supporting roles in other stories–sometimes multiple other stories. I suppose I like keeping my “friends” with me.