I've been told that as an Indie Author it's important to keep a blog. It helps with the writing everyday and it lets your readers get to know you on a more personal level. I'm not sure anyone really wants to get to know me on a personal level. Hell I don't want to get to know me on a personal level and I have to live inside my own head. I apologize to my readers before hand and I hope you won't judge my stories based on the insanity that runs rampant through my mind.
This morning on the way to work I caught myself chasing the white rabbit down the rabbit hole in my mind. I was pulling into to get gas and realized I wasn't completely sure how I got there. It's as if when I get behind the wheel of a car my conscious mind shuts off and my imagination runs wild. Sometimes I pretend I'm trying to outrun the bad guys on Interstate 70. It's not like I just pretend and I'm still aware of other cars around me..it's more like my imagination is in the drivers seat and my subconscious has taken over. Other time I'll hear a song on the radio and pretend that I'm some smoky, lounge club singer, who has secret powers that she has to keep hidden from the world or else they'll lock her away in a lab or try to use her for evil purposes. Still other times I'm just so wrapped up in whatever story I'm writing or book that I'm reading that I can't shut it off and though I'm driving home and I know the way I'm completely on auto-pilot. I think this means that I'm not a safe driver.
Take today for instance, I was driving to work and remembered I needed to get gas. I found myself at the gas station not quite remembering how I got there. Why? Because I was daydreaming again this time about a series of books I had just recently read by another Indie Author Heather Killough-Walden's Big Bad Wolf series. I was so totally gone over her world and I was imagining myself as a character in one of her books. I think I'd love to be painted as one of the Queens from the Kings series which is a spin off of the Big Bad Wolf Series. I could totally see myself as the Shadow Queen, I look good in black! This is why I was on autopilot this morning. Had I had my head in the right place i.e. the here and now I might not have tripped over the gas hose and gone sprawling across the pavement. This necessitated a return trip home to change clothes before heading into work. This made me late to work, which made my co-worker anxious and chatty which annoyed me further. Imagination gone horribly wrong.
It's o.k. to be a dreamer the world needs us as much as they need innovators and philanthropists and teachers and all the other types of people that make living on this planet tolerable. It's maybe not so o.k. to dream so often that you never wake up.
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