The other day, I spent the morning reflecting on people from my past. Writing down anything I could remember about them to help me when I need to think of character traits. Some of the best memories I have are of the people I worked with when I was a waitress/bartender at the Rio Grande Cafe in Bethesda, MD.
There was one guy who went by the name of Chuckie Love. He was funny, although sometimes you had to just roll your eyes. Another guy who was kind of reserved, for no reason in particular would suddenly start doing his impression of Chewbaca. And another who when he got bored, would go up to people’s faces and mess up their eyebrows. There were many more wildly interesting people — but alas, I do not have the space (or attention span) to write about them.
I don’t know if I’ll be able to use any of these quirks in my writing, but it sure was fun reminiscing.