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morning work

I got dressed in a way that I thought might be casual but attractive, went to the velvet foam coffee place, and sat there with my latte, listening in to nearby conversations. Music, as usual, made it hard to hear. I suppose most people prefer that. I usually do prefer that others not be able to hear all that I say. But nevertheless, I strained to hear what I could.

I got this gem:

"It gets a little confrontational when I want to watch tv or stuff. She always wants to go somewhere. She was all drunk last night and tried to explain it."

"You might as well talk to your car."

"Your car doesn't smell like alchol, either."

"Or make stupid remarks".

I felt I had gathered a little treasure there. I hunger for good conversation. As I listened in on another couple, heard the intensity, the passion, in their voices, I wanted to be a part of it, wanted to join them. How strange would that be, to say, "Hi. I overheard some of what you said, and..." no, not a good introduction.

I took the first line of that short exchange above and wrote about a page and a half of a scene. Realizing that real writing means making it come alive, be complete, mean something. I don't know. I think it's a start, just to write what feels right at the time.


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Jan. 21st, 2002 03:32 pm (UTC)
Re: Morning Work
I used to think it was cheating to go to a coffee place and write but I don't any more. Whatever works is okay.

The conversations I tend to find most interesting also tend to be very personal. I can't imagine going up to anyone and saying "I overheard you talking about your girlfriend..." or "I hope you don't mind but I overheard you say something about the way your grandson is being raised...". Sometimes I overhear things about the "war on terror" and part of me wants to join in just because my views tend to be so far off the usual American view, but political conversations usually just get me angry and don't feed my need for the real person. When I meet new people and if the setting is right, I like to find out what really matters to that person, I like to get to the guts.

I know I am too intraverted by nature to go up to people who are talking. Or I should say, "up until now", as my therapist likes to say. I may want to dare myself to try that sometimes when it seems okay. Thanks for that suggestion!
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