porcupines make the best cuddle buddies

Since I’ve started writing a novel, I feel like my mind is in a constant state of playing everything out. There’s a movie on loop playing in my head. I’m always thinking about what could happen, or what my characters are doing, and I’m pretty sure it’s driving me to the brink of insanity. Which sounds kind of thrilling, but it’s actually pretty terrifying when you can’t concentrate on anything else. It’s starting to seep into my dreams at night, too, and since my novel is a murder mystery/teen sleuth, this isn’t bringing along dreams of playful puppies tumbling down a field of wildflowers and kittens cuddling underneath a Skittles rainbow. My dreams are more in the realm of brutal slayings, the decapitation of pedophiles, and throwing a stabby porcupine at an unsuspecting stranger’s face. Anybody up for some free acupuncture? It’s an intense way to wake up every morning. Which leads me to a question Alex and I discussed at length yesterday:

If the person you love most in this world (spouse/boyfriend/girlfriend/sister/best friend/whatever) killed a pedophile instead of reporting it to police, would you flee the country/hide with them or turn them in? The pedophile wasn’t attacking anyone, or doing anything at the time your person found out so it wasn’t self defense, they were just angry and wanted to end him for being a sick fuck. Are you turning them in because you want nothing to do with it? Or do you love them to the point you are willing to give up your life to protect them and live on the run? I’m curious what your answers are, because Alex and I had opposing ones. Dun dun dun…

Also, how do you not become so consumed by what you’re writing about? Is this normal? I’m assuming this is why most creative artists are the depressive type. Pretty soon I’m going to be shaving my head and chanting around a bonfire in my backyard wearing nothing but nipple tassels and a baby diaper. Okay, probably not, but you see where I’m going.

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  1. I just got into your blog and i am back tracking..i am enjoying..so i guess you should welcome me first and then i shall think about the kiĺings…the murders..lol.

    You really have great stuff here.

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  2. Anonymous

    I started by writing greeting cards for my family … Most were in the form of limericks. You know … There was a girl from Nantucket … I don’t any longer because they came to expect it and I didn’t appreciate the pressure of it.

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    1. Blair (The Shameful Sheep) Author

      That sounds pretty funny, really! The pressure would turn me off too, though. It’s hard to be witty when it’s being forced.

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  3. I tried to answer your “What would you do if . . .” question. I really did. I’ve got nothing. Maybe you should ask the pedophiles out there what they would do if they saw a child kicking puppies down a field of wildflowers.

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    1. Blair (The Shameful Sheep) Author

      They’d probably join them, and tell them they had more puppies waiting in their car. Good way to lure them in. I don’t want to poll pedophiles – then I have to spend the next couple months reporting and dealing with police 😀

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  4. I don’t think it’s a good idea to advocate vigilantism. Although the world is better off with one less pedophile, there are extremists who will take the same position to bomb abortion clinics and attack select groups they believe are the source of society’s ills.

    As to obsessing about your fictional characters, I think that’s what actors go through when they get ready for a part. Maybe that’s why writers have a reputation for drinking, and Hollywood is known for divorce. I’d say lock the liquor cabinet, and plan a lot of romantic dinners.

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    1. Blair (The Shameful Sheep) Author

      Sounds good to me 😀 I like romantic dinners, and I’ve only had one drink in the last year, so I should be good. Whew. Yeah, I agree about the vigilantism. Too many wackos out there, really.

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