I See Fake People

Those who know me, know that I firmly believe that writing is a power greater than I am. I believe that the stories are already out there fully formed, just waiting to be uncovered and discovered. You try on pieces of the story, and when they're right they click, just like the pieces of a puzzle. Other than being a typist, I often have little to do with it.

The next book that I'm working on contains a lot of opera. I know nothing about opera, so I had coffee this morning with our local opera expert Mark. In a previous discussion, he had given me a few good suggestions, which included naming the secondary character Mimi after the character in La Boheme (which, I swear, I know nothing about). This is how our conversation went this morning:

Me: So I did name her Mimi. Well, that's what everyone calls her anyway. It turns out that her real name is Lydia, but she changed it.
Mark (looking at me funny): Wait, did I tell you the story?
Me: What story? You just suggested that I name her Mimi.
Mark (laughing): In the very first act, Mimi tells Rodolfo that her name is really Lucia, but everyone calls her Mimi.
Me: Huh. I didn't know that. Interesting...

Freakish, yes, but not surprising. Sometimes the fictional people take over my life.

On this date: In 1936, Jim Henson is born.