So, y’all are probably wondering: What does this have to do with writing? That has more to do with what I was thinking while looking for my retainer. In the middle of the night. While barely awake.
She was jolted out of her sleepy state of mind when she realized her retainer was missing.
Fumbling with her iPhone, she slid her finger across the screen to unlock it, then tapped on the flashlight.
Foreboding crawled through her when she thought of having to replace the object.
With a relieved sigh, she settled back down into her sleeping bag.
Although these aren’t word-for-word thoughts of mine, these kinds of commentaries run though my head almost constantly during my waking hours. My thoughts, facial expressions, emotions and actions are repeated to me in story form by my subconscious mind. The same thing happens when I watch a movie, talk with someone else, and just go about my daily life. (For instance: Mindlessly, Aidyl stuck the earbud cord in her mouth and twirled it around her tongue as she gazed out the window at the foggy September morning. How could she explain her point better…?)
Alright. Let me explain it this way: Are you one of those people who feel like/pretend/imagine you’re either in a music video or a movie while listening to music on your headsets? Well, it’s almost the same feeling. It’s as if everything that happens is a book/story in my mind.
I know I have a long way to go with being descriptive with my writing, but I’ve worked on it long enough that it is a part of me now. Which is pretty cool.
What about you? Does this ever happen to you? And by the way, it’s hard to actually contain my commentaries enough to put them on paper, because they dissipate when I try to grab ahold of them. Rebellious little descriptions.
Oh, and if you’re wondering, my retainer’s name is Alfie.