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Yesterday's conversation with a nutjob
Nov. 12th, 2004 10:47 amInnocently I wandered into the brand spanking new Barnes and Noble. Equally as innocently I began to puruse the writing section (yes, I'm addicted to writing books. I know they aren't that helpful, but gosh I love 'em). An employee walks by and asks if I need help finding anything.
Me: "No. I'm just browsing."
Him: "Are you thinking about becoming a writer?"
Me: "I already write."
Him: "Are you working on a novel?'
Me: "Yes"
Him moving uncomfortably closer and getting right in my face: "Me too! Are you a Christian?"
This is never good. Me, hesitantly: "Yes."
Him: "Good. So you know who Noah is, right. The guy with the ark and the flood."
Me: "...Yes."
Him, starting to tell me in great, boring detail about his hack'em story set in the time of the flood: "... he's evil because a demon raped his mother and that's how he was concieved. He also has a steel sword! Everyone else just has copper. He doesn't know why he's bad, he just is."
Me, backing: "Oh... interesting time frame. Not many stories set around then."
Him: "blah, blah, blah rape, blah, blah, blah, rape, rape, rape, blah, rape, blah."
Me omg, i don't want to stand here and listen to this guy talk about rape "You can't tell me too much. If you're talking about your story, you ain't writing it."
Him: "The thing I think is cool about this character is that he's how we would all act if we could do whatever we wanted and got whatever we want. When it comes down to it, we all want our whims coddled. This guys gets what ever he wants. He has two wives..."
Eek. Okay. A while back Twig and I had a very brief conversation about desires/coddling/the writing process http://www.livejournal.com/users/opera142/79969.html
So now I'm all weirded out. And the writing part of my brain is on spin.
Me: "No. I'm just browsing."
Him: "Are you thinking about becoming a writer?"
Me: "I already write."
Him: "Are you working on a novel?'
Me: "Yes"
Him moving uncomfortably closer and getting right in my face: "Me too! Are you a Christian?"
This is never good. Me, hesitantly: "Yes."
Him: "Good. So you know who Noah is, right. The guy with the ark and the flood."
Me: "...Yes."
Him, starting to tell me in great, boring detail about his hack'em story set in the time of the flood: "... he's evil because a demon raped his mother and that's how he was concieved. He also has a steel sword! Everyone else just has copper. He doesn't know why he's bad, he just is."
Me, backing: "Oh... interesting time frame. Not many stories set around then."
Him: "blah, blah, blah rape, blah, blah, blah, rape, rape, rape, blah, rape, blah."
Me omg, i don't want to stand here and listen to this guy talk about rape "You can't tell me too much. If you're talking about your story, you ain't writing it."
Him: "The thing I think is cool about this character is that he's how we would all act if we could do whatever we wanted and got whatever we want. When it comes down to it, we all want our whims coddled. This guys gets what ever he wants. He has two wives..."
Eek. Okay. A while back Twig and I had a very brief conversation about desires/coddling/the writing process http://www.livejournal.com/users/opera142/79969.html
So now I'm all weirded out. And the writing part of my brain is on spin.
