wildsweetone
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The Earl wrote a story recently about being on a plane and writing and the person in the next seat peeking at the writer's work. (From a Boeing 747)
SexyChele mentioned in the SDC she'd had a 'nosey seat mate' on a flight also.
A couple of weeks ago, I went to my son's hockey game taking my notepad and pen with me because the urge to write was stuck in my craw. I sneaked off into the main building, found a chair by the window so I could keep one eye on the game while I wrote.
Within moments I had a crowd around me and not many of them were looking at the game. Each time I turned to look for the reason the hair on the back of my neck was standing on end, I found a couple of pairs of eyes staring at my notepad.
Half of me wanted to run screaming from the room, and half of me wanted to stay and keep writing just to see what the peekers would do.
I found it strangely exciting and completely disconcerting at the same time.
Has anybody else had something similar happen?
SexyChele mentioned in the SDC she'd had a 'nosey seat mate' on a flight also.
A couple of weeks ago, I went to my son's hockey game taking my notepad and pen with me because the urge to write was stuck in my craw. I sneaked off into the main building, found a chair by the window so I could keep one eye on the game while I wrote.
Within moments I had a crowd around me and not many of them were looking at the game. Each time I turned to look for the reason the hair on the back of my neck was standing on end, I found a couple of pairs of eyes staring at my notepad.
Half of me wanted to run screaming from the room, and half of me wanted to stay and keep writing just to see what the peekers would do.
I found it strangely exciting and completely disconcerting at the same time.
Has anybody else had something similar happen?