Yesterday I spent my day on the fly. I had a HUGE project to work on (13 hours total by the time Iwent to bed) and a ton of running to do.
Not the get-your-heart-rate-up-cuz-I-wanna-be-skinnyless chubby, but the taxi driver, errand kind of running. For the first half of the day I threw on my comfiest clothes while I did my creative thinking for the project.
Low and behold, noon barely squeaked by and I had an urgent need to begin running. Not wanting to be a total geek, I swapped my jammie pants for a day-old pair of jeans (because they were still clean and right at the end of my bed, just slightly baggy.) They went beautifully with my hundred-year-old, navy blue sweatshirt (which looked hot with my gray t-shirt sticking out the bottom–very 80’s.) And lest I forget, I must add that my socks were white gym socks (because what else goes with jammie pants?) These I slipped into a pair of black dress shoes (because they were easy to get on and were by the door when I donned my taxi hat over my bed-head pony tail.)
And this, my friends, is how I presented myself to my community at no less than five places of business.
I know, you’re all shaking your cyber heads right now and pretending not to know me. However, I had the most amazing epiphany while waiting in front of the clothing store for my DD and her friends.
I WAS A READY-MADE CHARACTER.
If I wrote romantic fiction, I would never have my MC be the clutzy young lady as a way of meeting the hot male protag. Oh no, I would write myself right into the pages.
Hot male protag would stumble across the hidden secret that his seemingly put-together flame is really a fashion faux pas of the worst kind.
Writing YA? Heck, what a better way to forget it. I can’t divulge that storyline just yet!
And the list goes on…
What life quirks do you have that would make fantastic novel fodder? Have you used them in your own writing? Or, are you the quirky character that gets written about and don’t even know it?