There is an old joke about schizophrenia where in there aren’t actually any with the affliction. Every time you see the crazy person on the street corner standing there talking to no one, there is another crazy person three or four blocks away listening.

I think we writers (some, not all) have a bit of this affliction that pops up from time to time, and almost always under certain circumstances during the writing process.

For me, this happens when I toss three or four characters in a “room” and let em’ have at it.

They blabber and yammer and argue and talk to each other, and there are times I am literally “that fly on the wall” dictating as fast as I can, while hoping I don’t have to go to the restroom any time soon.

A lot of this stuff ends up chopped later in the editing process, but oh man it is wicked fun while it is going on.

When I’m done with the writing session, I realize that the old question about “where do you get your ideas?” sometimes doesn’t need a real answer, as that would get a lot of us a nice comfy room with extra cushioning on the walls.

Yeah, we’re a little nuts…but in a good way.  🙂