Is it only me, or do all writers talk to themselves? Not only talk, but talk back to inanimate objects. Like a TV show, or a film, or even to words written on a page. I do understand that we talk in our heads, but out loud? I’ve never noticed any of my non-writer friends, or family, who do this.
I’d noticed when watching Wheel of Fortune if one contestant had no money, I’d make comments like: “Give the lady in the blue shirt some money.” “Come on lady in the blue shirt, you can do it.” I thought it was weird, but had a little chuckle and forgot about it. Then I found I’d started calling out to the TV show The Voice: “Come on judges, turn around. Give this guy a chance.”
Last week I read something, and no, I will not tell you in which novel, but something totally ludicrous happened. I sat up in bed around two o’clock in the morning, and said out loud, “Oh come on. That is beyond stupid.”
That was a turning point for me. A total awareness of these ridiculous comments I make to things that cannot speak back. Is it a sign of old age? Am I getting a bit dotty? Is it a sign that I live alone, and perhaps need to get out more in the company of real live people? Or, am I becoming like a guy, a sports fan, screaming at players on the television screen, yelling at the coach, the refs, and telling them all what their next play should be?
Hmmm? At least I’m not swearing at the screen. Or throwing things. Yet.