Monday, July 12, 2010

"Demented and sad, but social."

For the first time I was able to talk about my latest project with a live human instead of the blog.
It was very cool.
Just describing the characters and who they are and what they do and what they will do was a great way to actually 'see' them off the paper.
They became more than just stick figures.
It gave me a good sounding board. Little did I know how much I talk to myself since there is no one else to talk to about my writing.

There is a part of me that wishes I was more social. That I would want to go to book discussions and workshops and conventions. That I would be able to hold meaningful conversations with other adults and be able to provide information about my writing in a clear, concise way to those who might be interested.
I'm pretty sure the only way I could do any of that is with liquid courage and that's just not an option either.
Another part of me says, well, that is what the internet is for. I can do all that w/o leaving my house and not have to face people and talk to them.
I can remember a time when I liked talking to people. Well, not strangers. I was never good at that. But co-workers and people I volunteer with.
Hopefully all of that will change when I am able to go back to work. I really am hoping for a good job with some good people that will help me with my confidence again.
I used to be important, and I'd like to be important again.


  1. I will keep my fingers crossed for you ragarding a new job. You are important and only you can determine your own self value.
    If nothing else, take comfort in the fact that even though you might not have all the other things in life you might want, at least you have writing talent. Cheer up and Best of luck.

  2. Hey, I'm a stick figure and I object to you just tossing my label around. It's not easy being a stick figure having everyone know you inside and out. You can't have any secrets- its like you are transparent to the world. And then there's the issue of no pockets, everyone should have a pocket to keep stuff in. And why do I have to communicate in a balloon. I have to drag that thing around with me everywhere in order to be heard, always hanging over my head. Don't even have a pocket to stick it in.
    So have a little respect for the stick figures in your head. Your characters would be mere blobs without us. Sincerely, Jack's stick figure.

  3. Just happened across your blog, so hello. :)

    I love talking about my characters, but similarly I find it very difficult to do so with people "in real life." I find it much easier/less daunting to work with critique partners, but I think that's more because I don't really believe in my writing yet, especially not enough to attend a convention.

  4. Hello to you too.

    Do I lose my cool factor if I tell you that my IRL person is my mother? I use her and my sister-in-law as slave labor all the time. Reading, editing, etc.
    Since I trust them, it's great. But still, family doesn't always tell you the whole truth.


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