Whenever I have to wait at the doctor’s office or at the grocery store, I pull out my notebook and do some secretive writing on one of my off-line stories. I’ll even do it when I’m having lunch at work. I sit in my corner and write and sometimes snigger suspiciously.
I always wonder what I look like to the people around me. Maybe they think I’m recording their conversations for posterity. Maybe they think I’m drawing satirical pictures of them.
Most likely, they don’t even notice.
All the same, I always feel like I’m being super suspicious. Especially when I chuckle at what I’ve written.
But the writing secretively isn’t as bad as me doing my zoning out thing. If I’m trying to find the right way to phrase a certain part or action or what have you, I’ll sit back in my chair and fold my arms across my chest and stare long and hard at the nearest blank wall. I’m especially guilty of doing that in my doctor’s waiting room.
In that case, I’m sure I look like I’m in a bad sulk about having to wait, which isn’t true. I’m actually having fun, figuring details out.
So, if you catch me in public writing furiously or staring fixedly at the wall, don’t worry. It isn’t about you. It’s just me having fun. 😀