Have You Met My Good Friend Melina?

The Craziest Girl on the Block!

So here’s a shocker. I’m a very shy, quiet, private person. (Go ahead. Take a minute to wrap your brains around that one. I’ll wait.)

Seriously, it’s true!

Okay, here’s the thing. On this blog, I get to be absolutely obnoxious. I love and adore you all, which does wonders for my inhibitions, and I have this illusion that since I write most of my posts from the privacy of my bedroom, nobody really sees them. Which is actually sort of true, but that’s not my point.

It also helps that there are two versions of me:

There’s Melina, the obnoxious me who kind of over shares.

“Have you met my good friend Melina? The craziest girl on the block. You’ll know her the minute you see her. She’s the one who is in an advanced state of shock.”

Then there’s Melissa, the “real” me.

“Modest and pure, polite and refined. Well-bred and mature.”

I’m lying. Kind of.

We’re both, as the song says, out of our minds.

Which, I’m going to blame on “writer crazy,” a rather unfortunate phenomenon I first learned about on this episode of Will Write For Wine. It was one of the first shows, which means that when I listened to it, I wasn’t a writer yet.

But now that I am, I’m a lost cause.

It started innocently enough. My first documented episode of the crazies was getting onto a bus, MetroCard in hand, and forgetting to swipe it. See, my characters were in the middle of an intense discussion, and seeing as they were hanging out in my head, instead of a bar or something, I was eavesdropping. I mean really, I had every right.

Let’s review what’s happened since then, shall we?

So far, I’ve admitted that I actually believe there are divas in my basement, and later went on to admit that when something goes wrong in my love life I get sort of excited because it makes them so happy.

Of course, there’s also the split personality (Melissa / Melina) thing.

(If you’re a regular here, I’m sure you have more to add.)

Kristan Higgins‘ post on The Sisterhood of the Jaunty Quills, in which she admitted to making out with her hand, got me thinking about all the other insane stuff that’s happened.

So, dear readers, over the next week or so, I’m going swallow my pride and admit to more acts of writer crazy. In return, I’m hoping you’ll share some of your stories too!

Stay tuned!

(Thank you to Inky Girl for use of her fabulous cartoon!)