I have always been slightly reclusive. I love my own company and that of a good book. I was thinking about characters and character motivation so I got to wondering why I needed so much me time.
It didn't take long to figure out. I come from a large family. When I was little I had my two sisters, one brother, parents, all four grandparents, three great-grandparents, eight uncles and aunts, assorted great aunts and uncles, 10-20 first and second cousins, and we all lived in the sort of town where everybody knew everything about everything.
I kept a journal as a young child, only to abandon it when someone (either my sister or mother, or probably both) read it and told everyone my inner most secrets. So OK... it only took about 20 years to get over that and start another journal :)
I used to go for long solitary walks (aged 7) taking the dog off through woods and tracks and God knows where. I know there is no way I'd let my daughter do that now.
It's funny, but DH comes from an equally large family. And it had the opposite effect on him. He loves company, needs people-time and lots of drinking opportunities, and competition and running about and basically playing. So two similar environments raised two completely opposite souls--which begs the eternal question--nature or nurture??
Personally I'm hoping for nature at the mo, as my nurturing skills have been pretty crap recently :D
I'm having the sort of self-indulgent time I remember having for years without ever realizing it (if you see what I mean...pre-kids, pre-writing :)). My evenings have been filled with TV and books. I finished 3 novels this week. Ghost Horse, Julia Quinn's It's in his Kiss and something else that eludes me right now. I'm reading Jill Shalvis' Blue Flame now and really enjoying it.
DH's website is constructed and linked together but not published yet as I need some graphical software to make a funky banner. I tried to download it off the web, but it wouldn't have it. Oh well...a small thing considering!!!