Has writing stories affected your everyday communication?

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Looking for metaphors and descriptions kind of creeps up on you ...

I recently found myself writing an email to a colleague like,

"I hope you are doing, well, while you lean back relaxed, sipping your strong coffee, its aroma filling your nostrils, as you hear cars crashing outside, the sun shining onto your desk, while you read my last sales report ...

Or to my ex-wife:

"I still hear my old Susan whispering from the void, when I look out the window on a starry night..."

OMG?!
 
I used to constantly yammer about my stories to my SO. Now that I'm actually writing them down I mostly just talk about them when he's actually looking the story over, or when we're in the car. 🤭 Our topics of conversation are more varied these days.
 
Yeah. Our lunch chatter. Things like, "I just wrote a funny where [character A] had [character B] in a headlock and [character C] was debating whether to drizzle chocolate syrup on her butt. She went for whipped cream instead. Less messy."
 
Oh, absolutely! I'm seizing all the opportunities to make puns, no matter how cheesy, or forced, or bad it can be. I always hurl one of those stealthy spears that doesn't seem to hit the target at first glance, but I still earn points because it makes me look more witty than I am.

So yeah, when it comes to those spearheaded puns, I'm always shaking them, to the point that Samuel Johnson's head is in one of them.
 
Not especially. My wife is barely interested in my writing.
But it has changed the way I respond to things. The other day at work a man and a woman came out of an office together. Nothing unusual about it at all. But my mind was instantly wondering what may have gone on in that office. I never did that before I started writing.
 
I'm not sure. I've been writing for a long time. Sometimes someone will say something that plants the seed of an idea in my mind, but I usually keep that to myself and move on with the conversation. In part because I'm cognizant of the fact that constantly talking about my writing can be annoying, and in part because I don't want anyone to steal my ideas.
 
Writing the humor piece this week has definitely had an effect. If I go silent next week, you should probably call the police and have them checking unusual mounds in our backyard. I probably told my SO one too many bad jokes. I think the term its justifiable homicide.
 
But it has changed the way I respond to things. The other day at work a man and a woman came out of an office together. Nothing unusual about it at all. But my mind was instantly wondering what may have gone on in that office. I never did that before I started writing.
This. Totally.
 
It's a little bit of a problem, but I've accidentally found myself getting slightly more flirty in my professional communications.

There have been a few moments where I've had to go back and and delete a couple of too-friendly words before sending an email :ROFLMAO:
 
The other day at work a man and a woman came out of an office together. Nothing unusual about it at all. But my mind was instantly wondering what may have gone on in that office. I never did that before I started writing.
As an avowed people watcher, I often wondered this even before I started writing, especially if the folks involved were attractive to me. Now I can just write about it instead of wondering. 🤭
 
The place where I work now uses Hemingway* to homogenize and dumb-down every single thing that gets posted internally.

So I have taken to reading the works of Herman Melville and employing the pinnacle of his florid prose ere the humble presentation of my literary masterpieces to the esteemed and gentle leadership of our noble endeavour.

I also refuse to let them associate my name with the final work produced by their word blender.

* https://hemingwayapp.com/
 
I was getting cash the other day, and found myself teasing the tip of my card in and out of the slot, waiting for the machine to say, "Give it to me, slide it in deep, ooo yeah, big boy, it's going to feel so good inside me!"

(No, I'm not that weird, really. I didn't wait for the machine to say that, I'm not stupid. I said it myself, in my best female robotic voice.)
 
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