|Dominika3 by b1gfoot|
This happened to me a couple of days ago. I was driving down King Street here in Hamilton, on my way home for a day of writing after dropping Dave off at work. A young woman, somewhere in her twenties, was walking down the street, headed toward the downtown core. She was brunette, round-faced. She wore black tights under a pink sundress, over which she'd added a brown corset. A knee-length trenchcoat finished off the outfit.
As I drove past, I thought, "I know her."
This is a small city. I've lived here for a lot of years. When I meet someone new, I know to watch what I say, since you never know how many mutual acquaintances you and the new person have - chances are, there's at least one. So it's not totally weird to see someone you think you know.
But then I realized that this woman looked just like Emma. Emma is the main character from my novel-length WiP. A pink sundress over black tights plus corset is exactly the kind of thing Emma would wear. In fact, she has worn that outfit in at least one or two scenes in my book.
So, here's how I see this: it's possible I've managed to create a tulpa. Alternatively, seeing this woman was a high five from Zeus. Lest I defy Olympus, I think it's probably time to finish the damned draft.
|Get down with your bad writing self! ~ Zeus|