Oscar Wilde said it best.My own business bores me to death. I prefer other people’s.
I’ll admit it. I listen. I can’t help. The stories coming from other diner tables are interesting.
Last night I overheard the sweetest child’s voice telling her daddy what she liked about him the most.
Sometimes I only get snippets and those connect like magnets with a solid click and a character will grow in my mind.
The sad thing is I’ve taught Ed how to listen too.
The frustrating thing is, he won’t always share what he hears. Like last night, what was making him smile? What girly girl language did he try and translate into man speak?
So here is my defense:
I’m a writer, listening gives me a feel of how people interact with each other in social settings. And if you’re at Wal Mart on your cell phone I will follow you and you just might end up in a book.
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posted by Diana Lesire Brandmeyer