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Tortured

It's a Monday and my eyes are bulging out their sockets. I can't think about anything apart from the characters that keeps coming back into my head. I'm writing a story while writing for my clients and it's making life hell for me. The other day, I was writing and writing and writing and writing....I couldn't stop because I wanted to know what would happen to those characters that I just penned alive. It's really weird because believe it or not, it's like a movie unfolding for me too even though I am writing them out. I think it's one of the abilities of a writer or a storyteller....to see it as it rolls out. Except that you keep having to hit the 'delete' and 'backspace' once in a while when you get too excited. And it makes me very impatient when I make a typo. Movies don't have typos. On Saturday, I was on the roll and was writing well past three in the morning. I was insanely obsessed with the female character in the story and started messaging some of my friends (yes, at that ungodly hour) asking them if they're awake. I wanted to know the kind of characteristics that they look for in a girl because I want to make the girl attractive and sexy. She's the polar opposite of me, I think. A little cocky....too cocky. Well, some friends said that they found confident people sexy so I made her confident but I think she's a little overboard. She knows she is darn beautiful, she's darn talented and is absurdly inconsiderate sometimes. That can't be a good thing, so, I went back and made her less cocky. Then she sounded pathetic so I went back and made her less pathetic. Sigh.... The guy was easier because I KNOW the kind of guy I think that would make the perfect man for this storyline and as for looks, I modeled him after Hugh Dancy, my latest fancy. I think he looks dreamy and very sexy too at the same time. So, yeah, to me (at least), this guy looks like Hugh Dancy. Gotta love the hair.... :-) (OK, I'll shut the f*ck up about hair already) Crazy. Absolutely nuts, I know. I really need to keep awake but if I drink another cup of coffee, I think I'm going to start pissing coffee. Or crap coffee.
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