Not sure if it’s my neurodivergency or just a quirk all writers share, but when I’m working on a story, it plays out in my head like I’m watching a cosy murder mystery series on telly. You know the kind—crackling fires, nosy villagers, a suspicious vicar, and the odd scone thrown in for good measure. Visualising it helps me build each scene: the lighting, the mood, even the way Orla might fidget with her teacup while Adrian stares too long at a suspect.
One thing I love doing is casting my characters with actors—finding that perfect face, voice, or energy to bring someone to life in my imagination. It makes dialogue flow more naturally, helps me keep consistency in how they move and speak, and honestly? It’s just really fun. I won’t reveal my dream cast just yet… but I do wonder if any readers will spot the inspiration behind certain characters as they read. Wouldn’t that be fun? Maybe one day I’ll share my “Mistlefield casting board”—or maybe I’ll keep it my little secret for now. š