I’m really not. I’m a writer. I go off to La-La land quite frequently, even when it’s least convenient.
Case in point? Yesterday afternoon I was talking with my boss about a problem we were trying to find a solution to. I had a very valid point I wanted to make, but just like that *snaps* it was gone and I was thinking “I really need to cut that scene from my WIP, it sucks. I mean, why would an Amazon be afraid of cows? Seriously girl, you need to re-read the story and find out where you went wrong,” all while staring at my boss. He looked back at me with an encouraging expression.
“I had a thought right here,” I told him, pointing to my forehead. “But it’s gone and I don’t think it’s coming back.”
He just laughed and kept talking. Lucky! Of course, I didn’t remember what I needed to speak with him about for at least an hour, but when I did we were cool. I’m sure he thinks I’m crazy because I can only imagine the blank look on my face while I was lost in thought. Oh sure, it’s happened many times before, but never so bad or obvious before. Does this mean I’m becoming more…writerly? Eh, I don’t know. It could just have been a brain fart, cause really, everyone has those, but I think it’s just me being in the zone.
Sometimes I fear that I’ll get so lost in my thoughts I might start sounding like a crazy person.
Someone sane (at work): “…don’t you think?”
Me: “Do you think a six foot four woman can lift a three hundred pound man?”
“Um?”
“Okay, maybe not that, but what about a bull? Do you think she could lift him and throw him across a pasture? Is that too out there, or what? I mean, she’s an Amazon; she’s super strong. Stronger than Wonder Woman. Why do you suppose Wonder Woman had an invisible jet anyway? Did Amazons have jets? Should they? Should I include that in my story?”
It’s a worry I live with, especially since not a single one of my co-workers know I write. I don’t think it would bother me too much though since they already think I’m weird with my ever-changing hair color, piercing, tattoos, metal music, and things I wear. It’s all good though…I think. Hell, now I’m staring to feel paranoid. *looks around*
So, tell me people: are you insane?
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Oh yes. Totally insane.
I don’t know how many times I’ve emailed my hubby (he’s a physical therapist) asking him which muscle would be severed if. . . or does someone really hear a snap when a bone breaks. . . .
LOL. So yeah. . . . I think all writers are a bit insane. 🙂
I actually called my cousin’s husband who’s a fireman and asked “How would you start a house fire without getting caught?” and he was like…”Um, why?” Oh yes…our poor, poor families…
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Ha! Thank god you were only contemplating Amazons and Cows instead the flexibility of certain body parts when engaged in certain tawdry acts.
You’re so right, KAK and I thank my lucky stars that I didn’t blurt out “Is it bestiality if someone’s half-man, half-bull?” sheesh
Oh dear God! If you only knew. SFCatty who blogs with me at Southern Sizzle jokes that she is Psychic, and I am Psychotic! I have always had these people talking in my head, but it is only in the past couple of years that I started trying to do anything with the stories they tell. I always just thought it was kind of for my own amusement, like a movie in my mind.
And so, yeah, I keep the writing stuff on the down-low at work. My job is not one where they tolerate much creative non-conformity. Can’t do the blue hair or piercings; I am old-school pearls, pumps and pantyhose in the day job. But at night, when I assume my alter-ego . . . .
No need to explain Ro’mama! I know you’re a real wild one once the sun goes down. We recognize our own, lol
Maybe I should be glad the people at my work know I write. I don’t have to have any excuses!
But I’ve done just that. Someone will be talking to me explaining what I should be doing and my mind goes off on a scene I’m writing and I’m like “uh oh, what did he just say?”
LOL, yes…I’m just glad my daydreaming (zoning out moments) don’t include drool and babbling…at least not yet.
I do therapy on children, so sometimes I really do go in my head and think of something. I pretend I’m writing something down about the kid, but really jotting down a scene in my WIP!