"Life is improv. Marry a writer."
I'm sure I'm not the only one who experiences this. You ever have mental conversations with people that are so thorough and real that it takes you some time to realize that they never actually made it out of your mind into reality?
I had some messages sitting in my inbox and only realized two weeks after their arrival that I hadn't replied to them. I was certain I had answered them when really I'd just replied to them in my head. Perhaps it's the curse of being a writer; everything in my head is a grand story.
So, if we're sitting at coffee and I have a question mark on my face, it's probably because I've already had this conversation with you in my mind and it's not quite playing out the way I remember it. Bear with me. Eventually I'll join you in the rewrite.