This question should really be a very hard one, considering that all of my characters are little pieces of me, and it feels a bit like picking your favorite child or, in my case, my favorite cat*, seeing as I don't have any offspring (yet). It's odd to experience fictional people becoming more than just ideas in your head; maybe I'm crazy, but these little puffs of imagination have developed their own voices and desires, and dammit if I don't have arguments with them whenever I'm trying to work a scene and they're not cooperating. Some are more entertaining than others, as I'll get to on Day Four, but on most days, I feel like I'm herding spectral toddlers.
