This is a sort of silly piece. It's from a larger piece I'm writing-- so the easy prelude... old woman, always wanted to be a writer, hopefully you like it. Please let me know if parts don't make sense (grammatically). Thanks.
Elma
When I entered the later half of my life—somewhere between forty and fifty—I began to realize that I was an adequate writer, that the goals and dreams that I had for so long weren’t really as far out of my reach as I once thought they were. In fact, I began to view them as attainable and have since put most of my energy towards writing.
It was also around this time that I began to notice what a zealous dreamer I was. I used to go imagine myself with several books published, all adored and bestsellers of course, and I would imagine myself going on talk shows—interviews like—and I would create questions and make up my answers to them.
Of course I couldn’t simply just pretend to be interviewed—that wasn’t fantastic enough. I would proceed to actually speak my part of the interview, usually in the shower when I could use the shower head as a microphone, or when I took long walks by myself and I didn’t think that anyone else could hear me. I have never been fond of my voice or the way that I speak. I sort of cut my words short at the end so that sometimes when I talk it’s as if I’m speaking an entirely different language. I’ve always thought that people with accents, particularly British accents, sound so beautiful. So that’s what I would do. I would walk around by myself, mumbling my answers to fanciful interview questions with my best British accent.
The funniest part is that I was completely serious when I was doing it. I didn’t laugh or later think it was funny. My life is full of make believe, of wondrous ideas that bounce around inside my head all day long, so I guess that pretending just comes easily to me. I sometimes still pretend that I’m a famous writer, but I don’t usually pretend to be interviewed anymore. Although I have noticed that I do sometimes think in an accent. I still think that the words sound prettier that way. If you read a sentence that seems incredibly cheesy and lame the first time you read it, you should always reread with an accent; it can make even the corniest of sentences seem meaningful.
I imagine her as my neighbor, slightly overweight with short black hair streaked with gray and age spots on her hands. But this is your character so you are to tell me what she looks like.