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Transcription from the thought process (conversation? monologue?) in my head while crossing the bridge over the train station on the way into the city centre last week:
"I am very prone to narrating my thoughts and feelings all the time."

[10 seconds later, realising what I'd just thought/said] "Oh for ... !!!"

[10 seconds after being squashed flat by the ton of irony bricks falling on my head] Composing the LJ post reporting on this: "ME: I am very prone to etc....

This was a particularly ridiculous example, but does anyone else ever wonder how much more or less wordy or self-narrating (or how similar) the thought-streams of other people are? My favourite example of all time of someone doing a self-conscious self-narration and catching herself in it is Mona on her first day out in The Saturdays. Walking along, smiling to herself and wondering whether everyone passing her notices her and wonders who she can be and why she has the 'strange, mysterious smile'. Anyone who doesn't know what happens next can probably make a good guess, but I will give the quote if asked!

Earlier in the week, I had occasion to find myself in the 'Mind, Body, Spirit' section of a few bookshops. There's probably a fascinating research article to be done on how books are shelved there, vs. in other sections such as 'Health', 'Alternative Medicine' or 'Religion', for example. One of the worst was seeing Thinner Thighs and How to Meditate side-by-side, and indeed from the same series. What probably says it all about my state atm though is having managed to read the title of a book as THE FUTURE YOU FEAR WILL HAPPEN ANYWAY. How much do I not want to read that book?

Also got back the two books I'd lent my non-YA-reading (but doing an essay on YA in the marketplace for her MA programme) friend. Sara Zarr's Sweethearts and John Green's Looking for Alaska. Her verdict? She enjoyed them both. She thought they were well-written and intelligent. But she'd already had enough of YA. There was something along the lines of 'F**king teenagers! I wanted them to just get over themselves, and to get back to reading about adults!' Which I found interesting, especially about Sweethearts, as that seems a very unlikely book to elicit that kind of response. But I consider this a pretty positive outcome all the same! And I'd probably be unable to get out of bed for a week if I read some of her favourite tragic literary fiction novels. Cups of tea, cups of tea....

Date: 2009-03-01 06:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I do that--I also compose posts in my head, and then catch myself at it.

Date: 2009-03-01 07:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Glad to be in such good company!

Date: 2009-03-02 03:37 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile]
I do that all the time. I have mixed feelings on it, but given how much I prefer writing to speaking, I can't think it entirely bad that I have the normal impulse to make things into stories and then share them.

Date: 2009-03-03 02:38 pm (UTC)
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That does sound a particularly sensible version of the chatter that goes on inside my skull. Wish I could (honestly) adopt it for myself.

Date: 2009-03-03 02:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I sometimes hope that not everyone has to listen to this flipping narrator-brain wittering! Reading certain authors, or autobiographies in general, brings it on more than usual.

Writing posts in my head is very helpful in some circumstances; "...well, the water was ankle height, and then the chair broke..." can stop me yelling and hurling broken chair-bits! Sometimes they even get used.

Date: 2009-03-03 02:54 pm (UTC)
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Reading certain authors, or autobiographies in general, brings it on more than usual.

Oh, interesting! It's a habit that LONG pre-dated internet for me, at least, and I've always been sure it was tied to reading. Just reading what you wrote there, I Capture the Castle popped into my head, though I'm sure there were many even before that. I used to feel that it was the narrative awareness of the gap left by a character who had just left a room, or just missed meeting with another character frex that had really skewed my thinking into weirdness. But I'm not sure the source of that weirdness can be pinpointed so precisely any more!

Date: 2009-03-17 07:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I thought I replied to this yesterday but was obviously more jetlagged than I thought! I was just sticking up my hand as another life narrator. I remember getting cranky at myself for doing it as a child. Not sure why I thought it a bad habit (maybe felt it was too distancing?) but it's one that continues today, although now I narrate AND compose LJ entries that generally don't get posted :)

Date: 2009-03-17 09:40 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Ooh - interesting why you thought it was a bad habit. I'm not entirely sure how I felt about it as a child, but think it came to be put in the 'natural side-effect of reading 19th century novels' category by teens.

Unposted LJ entries - isn't it nice to have the feeling of kindred spirithood reinforced? :)


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