Monday, March 14, 2011

I know you are, but what am I?

There is a Danish song that I really like, mostly because of the lyrics. It's called "Karrussellen" by Balstyrko (it means The Carousel in English and it's a tongue-in-cheek song about life and living).

The pivotal part of the song for me are these few lines:
Hver eneste ting du ser i mig
den kan kun findes der inde i dig

Translated (and paraphrased) it goes something like this:
Every single thing you see in me
Will be in you as well

It’s interesting to think that how you see the world (and what you see in it) says more about you than it does about the world.
And one thing is for sure – we cannot see anything in another person (or anything else for that matter) if it does not exist within ourselves.

Some of this is because of psychological projection (read more about that concept here [I really believe all writers - and generally all humans - should be familiar with this psychological mechanism so click on that link]) but it’s also because we can only identify correctly that which we recognize.

Notice how I slipped that little ‘correctly’ in there? Because, of course, even though we think we know why another person reacts as he/she does, we might be wrong. We are inclined to assign our value-system to the person we’re trying to figure out. But of course, we don’t all operate based on the same values. We don’t all want the same thing or feel the same way. And assuming that we do, can get a you into a lot of trouble. A useful plot-device, by the way.
 
We assign motivation and reason to the people we surround ourselves with. We make excuses, see certain sides yet ignore other aspects. We might think that people are as we perceive them, but really, they aren't.

We need to be aware of the fact that we are only seeing the sides of the person that we want to or that our perception allows us to. As time passes we will see more and more of the person and get to know him/her better. But there are still things we will never know.

Everything you see in me, will be in you as well.

 
This is closely related to a Danish saying: "Tyv tror hver mand stjæler". 

It means that a thief will think that everybody else is a thief as well (by the way, is there an eloquent English saying for this? Please share in the comments if you know).

What you see in the world is a reflection of your internal belief system. It might sound absurd, but what you see in the world, is nothing but what is inside you (again, this is related to psychological projection - go click on the link!).

 

Your personality isn't just something that is inside you. It colors every aspect of your life and everything around you. And if you claim you don't know yourself, then pay attention to the world around you. What do you see? What do you assign value? Notice both the good and the bad stuff, really anything that makes an impression. It all has something to say about who you are.

You should also try to keep this in mind when writing your story. How does your main-character see the world? How do they act in it? Are there discrepancies?

Of course, there can be conflict between what they say and do, and how they see the world. This would usually cause a person to be unhappy or even downright miserable. Maybe that's what you're going for, I mean, who want's a happy main-character?
 
Everything I see in you, will be in me as well.
It's both a comforting and a scary thought.

Friday, March 11, 2011

Warning - exclamationmarks in the following post (!)

I went to the Dr. Who Experience!!

And I have pictures to prove it!!!

 
That is me. In front of the TARDIS!!!
(and a weird stone creature I don't regocnize, so please just focus on me and the TARDIS!)

  
I'm actually touching a Dalek here!!
Is it childish that I was absolutely terrified by being so close to these metal-creatures? Because, uhm yeah, I was. And you can't see it, but there was actually a kid inside the Dalek, making it move and screaming 'Exterminate! Exterminate!!' at me. So yeah again. Definitely scary.
I was like a kid in a candystore, being at that exhibition. It's only in London for a limited time. Then it's going to be moved permanently to Cardiff. I will definitely be back for another ride in the TARDIS.

And for all of you who didn't have the good sense to fly to London to see the exhibition, here are a few pictures of the Tenth and Eleventh Doctor (because Matt Smith is charming as well and his hair looks so soft...)
Noone pulls of 3D colored glasses like the Tenth Doctor

 
I really do love a man in a suit...

Hello dear Mr. 11. I know you've got big shoes to fill, what with David Tennant being as awesome as he is. But you're doing a really, really good job. 

 
Seriously, doesn't the hair look really, really soft?

Have a great day!! (and here are a few more exclamationmarks just for good measure !!!!!1!!)

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Get happy?

Sometimes, you hear an idea and think to yourself that's it's crazy. That it will never work. That the only place that idea could work, would be in an alternate reality where up is down and stupid is the new cool.

But sometimes, it's those ideas that are the very best.

How aboout a medical drama doing a musical number?

Let me just say that for House, it works. (I'm a bit more hesistant about  the Grey's Anatomy episode but we'll see when it airs...)



On a personal note, sometimes, when I'm feeling blue it does sorta feels like the world is screaming at me to get happy (which of course only makes it worse).
But uhm yeah. If Hugh Laurie were there, actually singing it to me, it might help.

Here's to all the crazy ideas in the world. I hope they live long and ridiculous lives filled with straigthjackets, blue jello-shots and an abbundance of pills (and that some of them decide to live in my stories).

Monday, March 7, 2011

Back to reality

I'm sitting at my local cafe and trying to get used to being back in my life. I am unbelievably tired, but it's a good kind of tired, you know?


People keep asking me what I did while I was in London and I haven't been able to give a coherent answer yet. It's all jumbled, like the narrative of what I did is still being sorted out in my mind.

I'm sitting here, trying to get to some sort of point, but I don't think there is one. I'm glad to be back though.

Of course I spent some time in the bookstores. During my time in one, I saw Paranormalcy by Kiersten White and I couldn't help but smile. I've read her blog for a couple of years and followed her on her road to publication (you should read her blog too, it's here).

Is it weird that I'm proud of her, because of what she has accomplished? I've never met her, but through her blog I've come to feel like I know her. She is filled with life and positive energy (which might at least partly be because, she has Dr. Pepper running trough her veins instead of blood) and she just seem like a genuinely nice person. She has on occasion spoken openly about some of her struggles, including fighting depression as a teenager and I admire her honesty, openness and general awesomness. To see her dream of being published come true is something that makes me happy.


Sometimes, good things happen to good people. Everytime it does, it gives me hope that if I just strive to be a good person and follow my heart, then good things will happen to me as well.

Perhaps life really is as simple as that.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Living your dreams

Whenever I go to an airport, I get this feeling of wonder and excitement, as if anything is possible. I see planes leaving for Greece, New York, Dubai and if I really wanted to, I could step aboard one of those flights and just travel the world.

Sometimes I get this same feeling of ‘Everything-is-possible’ from watching Doctor Who. I mean, am I the only one who’s ever fantasized about becoming the Doctors companion?

Picture of the Tenth Doctor, because really, why not?

This afternoon I’ be heading out to Copenhagen Airport and board a flight that will take me to Stansted, England. I’ll be staying with friends not far from London and on Saturday I’ll be going to The Doctor Who Experience!!! (Yes, three exclamation marks, because it’s THAT awesome!)

Step into the TARDIS and be part of the adventure… – starring you as the Doctor’s companion"

I mean, can you believe it? Yesterday I wanted nothing more that to get in to a car with Aaron Paul and just drive far, far away. Today I get to board a plane headed to London. And I get to be the Doctor’s Companion on Saturday!

 Matt Smith as the 11th Doctor, standing in front of the TARDIS.

This is what Steven Moffat had to say about the exhibition:
“The Doctor Who Experience is a fan’s dream come true […]This is the day the Doctor teaches you how to fly the TARDIS through time and space, and takes you into battle with all his deadliest enemies in a brand new adventure.“

I treasure these moments where it feels like I’m living my dream-come-true.

Gives me hope that my other dreams will come true as well (yes I’m looking at you, Great-big-publishing-deal and you, Road-trip-with-Aaron-Paul).

If you can dream it, you can live it.

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

99 problems

If you hadn’t guessed by the title, this post isn’t exactly filled with unicorns and rainbows. Sorry. Maybe next time?*


Anyway. Let’s get started.

In November 2009 I was fired. (Yeah. That sucked.)

Through a stroke of luck I was able to stay in my job as a temp and even get a raise, but now my time is up. Or almost, anyway.
My last day is August 31th 2011. Nearly two years after I was let go, I finally have to actually move on and do something else with my life. Problem is, I have no idea what or if I even want to.

There is a lot of downsizing going on at work right now and seeing all these people being let go, is a constant reminder that my time here is short as well. Of course, it’s sad that they’re losing their job, but if I’m being completely honest, I’m more upset about my own (99) problems: What am I supposed to do with my life? How am I going to pay my bills? What will make me happy?

(Yes, I am extremely self-involved – I could pretend not to be, but I hate keeping up appearances)

My parents want me to go back to school and study full-time. “You’re wasting your potential,” they say.

They say this as lovingly as possible, but it still puts pressure on me to do something with my life. Something great. Something inspiring. Something more awesome than just holding a normal 9to5 job.

The thought of studying full-time does appeal to me. Going to classes, reading, studying, even taking exams. I like finding answers and learning new things.

Still, going back to school also feels like I’ll be regressing into my safe zone. It’s something I know and something I know I’ll be able to excel at.

And one day I’ll graduate, and what will I do then?

I feel as if going back to school would be like taking all of my problems and putting them on hold for the two years that I’ll be studying. But once I get my degree, the problem of what to do with my life will still be there.

I’ve been told I focus too much on the problems in my life. I’m trying to just go with the flow, I really am. 


But it’s really, really hard. 

* Oh who am I kidding. Meet Charlie the Unicorn!