I hate confrontation. My family knows that about me, and I’m pretty sure most, if not all, of my friends do, too. I especially hate confrontation when it involves people I care about. I’m not usually one to air my dirty laundry in public, but I felt I needed to unload this particular episode, since it is still bothering me. The names are fictitious, except mine, of course.
Eric: I don’t know what game you’re playing, but I don’t like it and you better cut it out.
Me: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Eric: Drop the innocent act, you know perfectly well you’re playing with my head. It’s
making me crazy.
Me: Believe me, Eric, that was not my intention at all. I’m sorry if you feel that way.
Eric: I thought I was likable, and you’ve made me into some kind of monster.
Me: Well, no, not really a monster. Maybe someone who is something of a tragic figure.
Eric: See, that’s what I mean. Make up your mind, and then stick with it. This flip-
flopping has got to stop.
Sarah: Stop your boo-hooing, Eric. You’re getting annoying. At least you have a
personality. I, on the other hand, feel like a goody-two-shoes. You’re spicy
salsa, and I’m just vanilla pudding. So stop complaining.
Me: I’m sorry if you feel that way, Sarah. What can I do to make you feel better?
Sarah: Give me some backbone, why don’t you!
Eric: Stop the cry baby act, Sarah. You know you have a juicy role. You’re her little pet.’
Sarah: Shut up, Eric! I don’t give a …
Me: Stop right there, Sarah! Watch your mouth.
Sarah: Oh, so sorry to hurt your delicate sensitivities. I don’t give a rat’s ass. Can I say
rat’s ass, or will that make you go ballistic?
Me: Please, do we have to do this right now? It’s three in the morning.
Faber: Hi, gang. What are we talking about?
Me, Eric, and Sarah: Go away, Faber!
By the way, yesterday I wrote 5, 200 words and now have a grand total of 31,154. I just wish that when I was done with these characters at the end of the day, they were done with me. Sigh…
This is so funny, I loved the conversation! 🙂
Thanks, Idio-eye. Those characters sure are characters.
I have read (in a book on Kaballah) that God is the author of iife, that we exist in the mind of God much as the characters we create exist in our minds. The way my characters seem to take on a will of their own probably comes closest to letting my understand how there can be a God’s will and a free will at the same time. I’m sure our insistence on “doing our own thing” must be just as maddening sometimes).
iife = life
What a fascinating comparison, Bud. I love the analogy!
lol You’re so very correct. At the end of the day the story has not ended and the characters keeps living somewhat like a waking dream going on in our minds. The connection you’re making with your characters and story sounds awesome and fun too. Enjoy your writing and keep on keeping on. 🙂
Thanks, E.C. My characters have finally shut up and left me on my own, and now I’m frantically trying to thing of something for them to do.
Oh, you’re so brave putting all those words in your characters’ mouths! 😀 I’m in awe of your word count. Right now, I don’t have time or the inclination to even blog, let alone work on a novel. And confrontation? Eww…I don’t like doing that and I don’t like arguing and I don’t like fighting, even if it were with fictional characters. And I like my sleep too much! Hope you get some rest! (Stop those voices in your head — LOL)
Thanks, Mama. Right now I’m getting what I thought I wanted—silence. I’m not going to panic!
Enjoy the yoga and leave those guys behind. Great work on the word count.
Thanks, Judith. Loved the yoga today. My one moment of peace.
LOL This is too funny. I was still up at that hour, too. I’ll be glad when November is over and I can have my brain back. Great job on the word count!
So glad that you are doing NaNo, too, Patti. Misery loves company.
Hooray on the word count! Hope the yoga brings you some relaxation (not so much that you fall asleep though…)
Okay, Miss Maineiac, I am back and refreshed and ready to go…well, almost. Now it’s lunch time so I need to take another break before I even start.
Oh no. What’s going to happen? Don’t leave me hanging like that! And who the heck is Faber? 🙂
So sorry to drag you into this mess, Julia. Unfortunately, I have no idea what mischief they are going to cook up now.
3:00 in the morning, huh? Now, that is not fair. Hugs! I do hope you can press on through the yawns this morning.
Thanks, Georgette. I hope so, too. I’m headed out to my yoga class in a minute. Maybe that will wake me up.