I'm not sure if anyone else has the problem I do, but this new series of mine is like walking around with a bunch of people in my head. I work in retail as a merchandiser so I'm constantly talking to people, which I love. I'm a people person. But when I'm working on my latest MS, my characters are right there talking to me at the same time. It's a little distracting when they're whispering in my ears about what they want in a scene or which scene they think should be next while a customer is asking where something is.
I know I talk out loud to myself too. I remember several years ago I was working and talking out loud and a customer came down the isle I was working on. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him give me a wide berth as he went around me. I had to laugh.
"It's okay. I do talk out loud to myself."
"As long as you don't answer yourself."
"Hey, sometimes it's the only time I can have an intelligent conversation."
That made him laugh and realize I wasn't some crazy lady - okay so I am a little crazy, but I try not to flaunt it too much.
This taught me to try to keep my thoughts to myself, especially if I'm working through a scene. There is no way anyone, but another author, would understand what I'm doing. They'd just give me a jacket with extra long sleeves and put me in a padded room. Can't type with those sleeves.
I just wish I could ride in the HOV lane with all these people in my head, but I'm not sure a policeman would understand.
I know I talk out loud to myself too. I remember several years ago I was working and talking out loud and a customer came down the isle I was working on. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him give me a wide berth as he went around me. I had to laugh.
"It's okay. I do talk out loud to myself."
"As long as you don't answer yourself."
"Hey, sometimes it's the only time I can have an intelligent conversation."
That made him laugh and realize I wasn't some crazy lady - okay so I am a little crazy, but I try not to flaunt it too much.
This taught me to try to keep my thoughts to myself, especially if I'm working through a scene. There is no way anyone, but another author, would understand what I'm doing. They'd just give me a jacket with extra long sleeves and put me in a padded room. Can't type with those sleeves.
I just wish I could ride in the HOV lane with all these people in my head, but I'm not sure a policeman would understand.
Oh, wow do I relate. Once I was working on a bit of dialog and wandered out to get a drink. I suddenly realized I was pouring a second glass for the other character. LOL
ReplyDeleteI'm often so wrapped up in talking to the people in my head, I don't notice when real people are talking to me.
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