Herring

I am beginning
   to really like this character,
                     this person
                         she’s becoming,
                              with her quirks
                                    and oddities
                                    and flaws
                                    and mannerisms
                                    and thought bubbles
                                       intermingling with
                                          conversations.

I just wish
   she could            go somewhere
      instead of tagging along
         on a contrived journey.

Once-in-a-while I think
   I might be able to do it.
      The story is fun
                and intriguing (I think)
                and there is movement,
         but I can’t get the pieces
                      to fit
            and there are too    many    spaces
                      between plot points,
                                  interactions
                                  and other characters,
                so I can’t get anything
                      to actually work.

It makes me wonder
      if nothing is even there.
   Maybe I'm overthinking it
      and she's only
               a red herring.