Pardon my language in this post.
I have two goals during most of my work shifts. If I work with certain people, that is. One is to make my friend J say, “Goddammit, Emmie.” The second is to make one of my managers go, “Don’t ever do that again.”
It’s a sort of game, and one I often win. The beauty of this game is that I don’t have to do anything out of the ordinary. I simply say what I say or do what I do, and they shake their heads, laugh, and say their lines. Once I counted over five “Goddammit, Emmies” in the course of an evening, and I fancied myself quite a star.
So what sort of behavior inspires such reflections? Well, in a recent sales meeting, my manager told us to put on our game faces. So I growled and grimaced, and he burst out laughing and said, “Don’t ever do that again.”
As for the other, I think J caught me eating a mustard packet once. Not the plastic, mind you, just the mustard bit. He shook his head and said, “Goddammit, Emmie.” I rejoiced.
A lot of people think I’m weird. I suppose I have to be a bit weird to write urban fantasy — or to write at all, for that matter. But in my advancing age, I’ve learned to enjoy my little eccentricities. I say what I say, and I do what I do. Even for those who are used to me, it seems to catch them by surprise most of the time.
Whilst watching Angel with my spouse the other night, we watched an episode where Fred leaves the group, and Angel sighs and says, “She was a nice, quiet sort of crazy. I found it…soothing.”
I quite liked that line. I wouldn’t mind at all being described as a nice, quiet sort of crazy. Though I write books with a lot of grit and blood, I have taken the mantra of Joss Whedon to heart: “Make it dark, make it grim, make it tough, but then, for the love of God, tell a joke.”
What eccentricities do you have, gentle viewers? Do you like your books with a dash of quirk?
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