After the paper-

I finished my paper today, it's supposed to go in tomorrow so I just made it - again. Perfectionists shouldn't write papers, they shouldn't volunteer for a summer college program and have to study when they know how perfectionistic they are - is perfectionistic even a word?

Anyhoo, I promised myself that when I was done with the paper, I would get going on my book again. I was gonna have a good, long 'conversation' with Harley and Owen... But instead I sat down and had a 'talk' with Madison, who's been waiting around in me head almost as long as Harley.

I've been asked time and time again what it feels like to have to many people, characters, in your head all the time. The best way to describe what it feels like to get an idea is like this:

Imagine you're sitting in an office, it's a big office wth walls to wall bookshelves and big windows, a classic office with the black leather chairs and the thick rug in front of the giant desk. Then, at the back, there are two doors. A big double door and it's where the characters come in. Imagine a full office, people everywhere! They are chattering and talking and jumping up and down in order to get attenion. They are there, while you are sitting at the desk looking at them, a pen and paper in front of you, and all of them are telling you their story - all of them at the same time. Until you listen to one of them in particular, then the others get silent and listen almost as closely as you do. It feels like story time at kindergarten.

The following question was about how I chose. I said that I don't chose, I am forced to listen to one who's the loudest and write it all down as quick as I can. But sometimes, the person quiets while thinking about their life, allowing someone else to fill me in about their life. I call these burst of inspiration conversations. The office is my muse and the people in it are what and who I write. I have no control of the story and I have no input apart from how I phrase things.

"But isn't that horribly annoying?"

Haha, what do you think?

The truth is, I love to write, I love my characters (most of them) and therefor I don't mind any of it. Now, I'm gonna return to the kindergarten and see if i can make anything else out besides the word "Yeild"!

See ya soon.