The Fantasy Triangle

Slow day at the office today...... No words written (okay so that's a lie now). Plenty of words read, spoken or heard.

I completely bypassed reality today, choosing instead to visit three fantasy worlds. I have been heavily involved in London 1878, the Institute of the Shadowhunters from Clockwork Angel (Cassandra Clare). I remain stuck in the infirmary of The Fox River State Penitentiary from TV's Prison Break. And finally to complete the trilogy of fantasies I can't escape today, I've been battling demons with Buffy in Sunnydale.

Sometimes my mind refuses to comply, like there are outside forces at work. My mind can't cope with unfinished stories; with a half an answer or part of a solution. It just spends time writing those endings, completing those solutions. And so I find myself creating a world where Buffy and Angel can be together, or Will and Tessa will make it through (even though I know she's marrying Jem. Of course I've read book 2 TID and I'm very impatiently awaiting the final one.) and maybe even Michel can escape prison and somehow convince Sarah to forgive him. (Haven't finished season 1 yet.)

What does it all boil down to? Relationships. Once I notice a look, an unguarded smile, a tingle of attraction, that's it! I pounce. And then all I can think about is how and when and why they will get together. It's like a disease. I thrive on good characters and strong relationships and mostly sexual tension. The knowledge that something might happen, even though in most circumstances, it shouldn't or couldn't or wouldn't. "It's the not knowing that kills you." (Stereophonics) But when actors or writers portray that in such a way, it can leave me thinking of little else.

Weird that in reality, not that I visit it much, I'm strangely anti-romance. I hate public displays of affection, including my own (sorry A but after 8 years you know and love me anyway.) I hold myself back, restrain my inner thoughts. Choosing instead to live through the characters and their exploits.

Okay. So now I've written off Friday as a non work day, due to a wandering mind and fantasy triangles. I think I will take Saturday as the new Friday and Sunday as a bonus day of wonder.

I realise I may have shared too much and there may be thoughts of institutionalising but remember, left to it's own devices and without a reality button, it can be difficult to reign the mind in. It can be hard to keep the voices out. I'm only one in a sea of many.

I blame SXSW for stealing my other half, the half that keeps me remotely connected to this realm. Without him, I tend to drift. Let's hope I can reconfigure this drifting to equal productivity and creativity, otherwise the next 10 days could be disastrous!

Okay enough sharing for the insane.
Happy and productive Fridays to the rest of you.
I'm off to babysit. It could be a long night. Just me, The Institute, Fox River and Sunnydale. Ha!