Last night
Last night I had my writing buddy over for dinner. She is constantly impressed (like I am) with Kyle’s cooking prowess. (I think she secretly wishes she could have a Kyle all her own).
We talked more about the book she wants to write. The hard part was getting her to think through the mechanics of the story like…’where did the mirror with ego-absorbing powers come from? And if the people of this smalltown Anywhere, USA had their emotional reservations and awareness stolen from them how could they have the self-consciousness to figure out that they’ve changed and that it was this mystical mirror from another time that caused it?”
The story is a complex one and I was able to get a little bit of an outline put on paper last night. I can’t help but feel a little bit like I’m being used. Haha. Oh well, at least I’m still writing.
Don’t get me wrong, I like my writing friend a lot, but she is a little eccentric. She has dream boards covering all the wall space in her bedroom and she believes that her karmic situations will eventually bring her and Wyland (the artist) together to live happily ever after. (And that’s only if karma doesn’t re-unit her with Dennis Quaid).
