I always end up listening to people’s words and writing them down.
It’s worse when I’m in class. I’ll be writing notes or a blog down when I hear a great line to write down. My margins get filled with other people’s words. They’re diagonal and lopsided. I can’t even remember where some come from. I smile when I spot them later on, right before I throw them away.
I’m not sure what to do with those words. It’s not like I can copy and paste them into my stories. They’re not mine. They wouldn’t even fit in. But I find an interest in them still. I keep writing them down.
I can’t stop.
Robin LeeAnn 