George Lightgood
Dreamer
I have a monster of particularly foul temperament that was born in my closet. (I use a walk in closet for writing and, yeah, there are a lot of tangential jokes we can run with, but that is another subject!) Lately the monster follows me everywhere, especially where I am vulnerable -- the shower, late at night when I wake up, while running.
He tends to live on my shoulder or head and his vocabulary is limited to saying things like "You are such a f---ing loser, who would ever want to read your shitty book?" or "What a poser! As if YOU can write anything as well as fill in the blank can!"
He grows strong and seems to live off of enthusiasm, optimism and hope. Mostly I try and ignore it and soldier on. 'Taint easy sometimes. Oddly, he did not exist when I wrote just to write. Add in some aspiration to be published and congratulations its a brand new baby monster!
Any of you ever seen one like this? Silliness aside, I would love to hear how other people deal with "The Voice in Your Head".
He tends to live on my shoulder or head and his vocabulary is limited to saying things like "You are such a f---ing loser, who would ever want to read your shitty book?" or "What a poser! As if YOU can write anything as well as fill in the blank can!"
He grows strong and seems to live off of enthusiasm, optimism and hope. Mostly I try and ignore it and soldier on. 'Taint easy sometimes. Oddly, he did not exist when I wrote just to write. Add in some aspiration to be published and congratulations its a brand new baby monster!
Any of you ever seen one like this? Silliness aside, I would love to hear how other people deal with "The Voice in Your Head".
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