Activity

It’s terrible, must be because I’m an INTJ, but at least you know you’re a writer when:

People become curious objects of study. You sit in the coffee shop, listening to what sounds like a flippant conversation about what the dog did, and think. Oh what wonderful inspiration for my two town gossips. You listen to two seminary students heckle a third over his unusual take on Soteriology and you think, I’m getting insight into how people who are heavily involved in academics think. Five high school students suddenly burst out laughing and all you can think about is how unique each laugh is and what kind of expressions you can use to describe each one. Finally, you’re sitting at a table surrounded by eccentric people(because birds of a feather flock together) and you’ve managed to steer the conversation onto situational anomalies, “What would you do if…” and you sit there callously listening, thinking, “I’ll take that idea,” or, “she sounds just like protagonist,” or, “I never saw it from that perspective. It will be perfect for the crazy druid I’m crafting in my story. The guy even looks like him!” Mwhahahaha!