Friday, September 2, 2011
Me, Myself and my WIP at the cafe
Please, have a seat. Grab a cherry Pepsi (my new crack) and relax. I want to introduce you to a few people.
You're already familiar with Me. I'm a bit fiesty, speak my mind, tending toward the humorous but will fly to the sarcasm in a heartbeat if you catch me at the wrong moment or try to slip something condescending my way. I love to smile and laugh but I'm usually focused, you know. Figured out what I want to be now that I've grown up - some more - just a matter of seeing it through to my definition of success.
Myself, well, she pops up more than I care to admit. I try to keep her visits extremely short. She's full of doubt, worrisome and sometimes I just don't know what to do with her. She questions everything. Should you really do that? Isn't there something else you should be doing? That writing thing is just a passing phase, you'll get over it. I try to tell Myself that if I haven't gotten over it yet, that "getting over" ain't happening. But she just doesn't get it. While I sit here with my smirk, she chews her fingernails, foot tapping. By the way, sorry for the noise, just her knee bouncing against the table.
The coolest cat in the room is WIP. Mind you, WIP is incomplete, just barely a skeleton and some internal organs, a long way to go before it's whole. But I love WIP.
Myself, not so much. Can't WIP do something for itself? Why do you slave over WIP like that? Ugh!!
Myself doesn't understand what it's like to be a writer, to love words with a passion, to have a story in your mind that simply must be pushed out on the keyboard or there will be hell-o to pay. All she knows is bills have to be paid, food bought, chipmunk cared for.
Me? Of course, I'm concerned about those things as well, hence the full time gig that tears me away from writing for at least eight hours a day, but I thrive on the poetic moment, the pun that others miss, the fantastic voyage with a crew of characters the likes of which no one has heard, but will soon when I finish putting their story to paper.
For those of you visiting my blog for the first time, don't get concerned about Myself. My regs (regular friends and followers) know I keep a decent muzzle on her. For my regs, well, you know how I do so no explanations needed. I wanted to take this Rant Friday to do something a little different and give you a tiny insight into what makes Angela Brown - avid reader, loving the blogosphere, full time worker, always mom to a rambunctious chipmunk and last but not least, a storyteller.
So, here's a chance to give a snippet of you, the flash fiction writer, lover of classic novels, proficient at ping pong. Tell me something about you :-)