Oh, the insanity.

[saifai]

Hubby dragged me out of the house for a night out yesterday.  He took me to a garden party.  I was supremely amused when the assumed I was the one who had been invited.  Rather reminded me of the times I've been in a store or dealership and asked about the whereabouts of my husband.

I had a hard time concentrating the entire time I was there.  I finally gave in and accounted for my reasons when people kept looking at me funny.  I briefly went over the whole Nano thing to them.  This one lady, a woman I work with, raised her eyebrow at me and questioned me.  She just couldn't understand that I would want to write a book.  For fun.  And not because I was required of it, like for college or something.  Which I then corrected her and said that I was in college, and she raised her eyebrows well past her hairline.  I couldn't help but giggle.

Anyway, after that the women there watched me like a hawk.  Any sign of me muttering about my story or composing sentences and plot lines under my breath and they'd chuck a bean at my head (we were playing Bingo).

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[fantomeq.livejournal.com]

LOL! I love going around Home Depot and knowing what the hell I'm talking about. I feel lucky my dad's a contractor.

Writers' solidarity! :P Everybody thinks it's cool that I've written three books. Although publishing them isn't going so well... And I tell everybody about the crappy internet ezine I run. I like to walk around the neighborhood talking into my voice recorder and pretending I'm a spy.

[saifai.livejournal.com]

People think it's cool, but only after they do the requisite 20 questions loosely based on the single thought, "You wrote a book? Why? How?" *shrug* Voice recorder sounds cool. Much better (and faster) than a notebook...

[fantomeq.livejournal.com]

I got a relatively cheap Olympus recorder from Best Buy. It's quite small. I got the fancier one that hooks up to a USB cradle, but they've got less expensive ones.