I have said often that while yes, I have a series about zombies and one about vampyres, those are not my main interest, I love nothing more than delving into the secrets of psychotic people...or at least unusual personalities and behaviours. I was talking to D about this and he was sharing about this nutty female who calls his work (because he changed his cell phone number to get away from her and preserve his relationships with a girl he loves). This makes me go "hmmm." First of all, if someone has to "hide you" or avoids you in any way...it's a big clue, isn't it that he doesn't put you at the top of his list? Why would anyone want to be a secret or to be hidden? What does this say about respect and consideration? Some people, like D no less, do have periods of boredom and so they play with fire but in the end, they aren't going to see it through...not saying this is right to do...but we know it happens. My issues is why any self respecting person would see this and still get played? AT some point, they want it to be real just to keep some respect and keep the game? I feel a book here. I don't blame the men (as most females do) but have to blame the females who get played as they are simply stupid and deluded in the game. I think these females think they are proving their value in some way. The issues is that while they think the other woman is being played, it is them who are the joke's butt. I think all that hope and stress, the worrying, obsession and energy they put into this is quite scary and that's the point of this book idea. How can anyone use so much energy on a fairy tale where they are a joke? In my idea for this story, people like D finally get so tired of the game and being pressured by the nuts, that they finally break and "get rid" of the other woman. It's like closing the book at the end of the story so they can begin a new story. I have read only one along this line and the crux was the other chick wondering why in the hell the man stayed with the "old, disgusting, pathetic" wife (he was married) and the end explained that what people didn't know was the wife was a tigress in bed and insatiable which he LOVED despite what he said about her. The wife, no matter how "yucky" was his perfect mate...manifestation of his personality and he seriously saw the rest as events but his wife as his perfect mate.
Anyway, it's an idea I am playing with. Reality breeds fiction.
In some books, if a scene is difficult, I have actually played it out and gotten the feelings and problems. With the book I am into now...wow...50 Shades of Grey indeed. "Tie me up and let's get kinky" (oh for the book..not for me....**embarrassed laugh***) I have found some of the scenes difficult if not acted out...I mean don't we need to be tied up and spanked and tortured with nipple clams to really get the ability to describe it? And my husband, supportive man he is (for surely it isn't for HIMSELF) offers to help with the scenes. Isn't that sweet? (LOL)
That is what is in my head right now... how a writer's world and reality can converge in ways unexpected. Writers may be the kinkiest people ever.,.(except those who just describe and never partake which is boring). I think our reality blurs with fiction. Writers dare to imagine it...and I think some of us dare to indulge. It's all about testing boundaries, as my agent says.
Which is an off topic..but I now have an agent and a professional copy editor working for me. While it should be easier (oh and a web designer) to have people working for me, it seems to get bigger every day. Writers who write a little and enjoy that part need to appreciate that time to be himself and be a little fish. As my aquariam grows and i grow as a fish, things do get more involved.
See? This is how reality and what was simple and a dream merges. Would I go back to that innocence of being a no body writer and not testing boundaries? Nope. My experimentation and growth allow me to entertain with more boundaries crossed, more sharp edges, stronger reality, and isn't that what I am supposed to do? Entertain? ALl the world's a stage, you know...but who else gets to LIVE fiction and make it real? Yep, I love being a writer. And by far....the more psychotic the better....life is an experiment and I can see blowing up the lab!
Cheers!
catt
Check out hubby's tattoo...isn't this awesome? He branded himself with my name...now that is a reality I think rocks!
Anyway, it's an idea I am playing with. Reality breeds fiction.
In some books, if a scene is difficult, I have actually played it out and gotten the feelings and problems. With the book I am into now...wow...50 Shades of Grey indeed. "Tie me up and let's get kinky" (oh for the book..not for me....**embarrassed laugh***) I have found some of the scenes difficult if not acted out...I mean don't we need to be tied up and spanked and tortured with nipple clams to really get the ability to describe it? And my husband, supportive man he is (for surely it isn't for HIMSELF) offers to help with the scenes. Isn't that sweet? (LOL)
That is what is in my head right now... how a writer's world and reality can converge in ways unexpected. Writers may be the kinkiest people ever.,.(except those who just describe and never partake which is boring). I think our reality blurs with fiction. Writers dare to imagine it...and I think some of us dare to indulge. It's all about testing boundaries, as my agent says.
Which is an off topic..but I now have an agent and a professional copy editor working for me. While it should be easier (oh and a web designer) to have people working for me, it seems to get bigger every day. Writers who write a little and enjoy that part need to appreciate that time to be himself and be a little fish. As my aquariam grows and i grow as a fish, things do get more involved.
See? This is how reality and what was simple and a dream merges. Would I go back to that innocence of being a no body writer and not testing boundaries? Nope. My experimentation and growth allow me to entertain with more boundaries crossed, more sharp edges, stronger reality, and isn't that what I am supposed to do? Entertain? ALl the world's a stage, you know...but who else gets to LIVE fiction and make it real? Yep, I love being a writer. And by far....the more psychotic the better....life is an experiment and I can see blowing up the lab!
Cheers!
catt
Check out hubby's tattoo...isn't this awesome? He branded himself with my name...now that is a reality I think rocks!
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