It is Day I’ve-lost-track-completely and I’m terribly behind on my word-count. Blame that on HBO and the hundred different books that have suddenly started looking way too interesting. I just haven’t been writing. Period.
Oh, it’s Day 20 by the way and my current tally is at 14k words.
Last night, I had a really weird dream. It had something to do with my WIP, so I’ll share bits of it here.
As some of you might already know that one of my characters is Saad. He is my protag’s best-friend-love-interest-partner-in-uncovering-evil-plans. Now, Saad is actually based on a real guy whom I don’t really know. I mean, I’ve met him twice. Talked to him once. No, twice. Seen his pictures and videos COUNTLESS times (he’s somewhat of a celebrity). And now I’ve gone and based my main guy on him. Because omg hdgbfljshfsdjk. Yeah, that good looking. (to me at least.)
So in my dream today, I told the guy I’ve modeled Saad over that he’s the inspiration behind my character. And instead of gracing me with that blinding-white-perfect-teeth smile. HE GOT SO ANGRY. I mean, he shouted at me! Why would he do that? He should have been flattered!!!
Not only is Saad totally swoon-worthy, he’s got oodles of attitude and also has a well-paying job. And Hareem is head over heels in love with him.
What guy in his right mind would have a problem with being the inspiration behind such a character?
And now I’m scared to think what will happen if he finds out in real life. Lol he doesn’t even know me. And here I am trying to immortalize him by modeling my character after him. That is like stalker level crazy.
I’d better go help my mom with Iftari or she’s going to be even angrier than the guy in my dream.
Send me bucket-loads of inspiration. I really need it.