You Might Be A Writer If...

Finish it? Go on, it'll be fun.

I'll start off, ahem, you might be a writer if... you discuss whether or not a movie's script is written well during the movie.

 

your first acceptance letter is framed on the wall, even if from Shopping Weekly.

you know royalties are taxed at a lower rate. (in the US).

 

You might be a writer if you buy alphabet cereal to give yourself a daily writing prompt in your breakfast bowl.

 

You might be a writer if...you see a person in real life that fits the description of one of your characters and look like you've seen a ghost.

 

You might be a writer if...you smirk when you hear "It was a dark and stormy night."

 

You might be a writer if... you find yourself speaking a narration to your life instinctively. ("I looked at my meager and repulsive meal. Surely, this couldn't be worth five dollars. The cook is giving me a funny look, as if I've just insulted her...")

P.S. This seems like it would be better in the word games section.

 

You might be a writer if... you write ideas on your arm because a notepad is absent.

 

You might be a writer if... the worst thing about being arrested is that you miss a day on your book.

(Hey, it happened.)

 

You might be a writer if... you find yourself talking to yourself, narrating your daily activities.

You might be a writer if... you look at a blank page and see it filled with part of a great story.

You might be a writer if... when you read bad writing, you find yourself rewriting it better in your head.

(Hey, all these things have happened to me.)

 

You might be a writer if... you understood the movie Midnight in Paris.

 

You might be a writer if... going out without your keys, phone or wallet is annoying, but going out without a pen is cause for panic.

 

..if you are an expert at Miniclip 8-ball pool.

 

...if you spend more time on here than actually writing.

 

...if you spend much less time here, than actually writing...

 

You might be a writer if your average Google search attracts more police surveillance than results.

 

...you make a back story for everyone you meet.
...you look at a tree covered mountian and can see different things happening (elves hiding, ect.)
...you are constantly playing different 'stories' in your head

 

You might be a writer if... under special talents on your resume you have written "OCD" and under languages you have written "Elvish"... in elvish.

 

You might be a writer if you are continually yelling at the idiots at the television news desk who can't form a proper sentence, even though they should know better.

 

You might be a writer if you have a laptop with less than 50% battery, and 3 bags of empty half-off day after easter candy(empty now), and a new tooth ache, and three empty mugs of coffee within two feet of you, and at least six pens lost among the clutter of notes and red-marked paper, and and all while you type on a writer's forum.

You might also be a writer if the sentence above is horrifying

 

You might be a writer if... improper sentence structure is a justified cause for murder. (Don't worry Jethelin, not directed at you )

 

you might be a writer if...your hard drive is full of Microsoft Word Documents called Plot Lines, Characters, and numerous other story related aspects lol.

Mine is anyways.

 

You might be a writer if you prefer to read a 'goodbye' or a 'sorry' letter from your girlfriend/boyfriend rather than have 'break-up' or 'make-up' sex.

 

You might be a writer if you start rehearsing your character's actions before writing about it. Including those emotional scenes.

Nothin' like yelling at the air complete with angry gestures to get inside your character's mindset while your brother stands in the doorway and stares. ("Get outta here, Stephen! I'm...I'm acting!")

 

Dear God, I love doing that. I have the smarts to shut my door when I do, though.

You might be a writer if you go long periods of time feeling horrible because you haven't written anything.

 

...coffee is more of a staple in your life than shaving.

...riding the city bus is an exercise on human behavior. (How the fuck did that homeless guy get a pair of Nike Air? And I wonder what the contents of his back pack are? I bet if a zombie outbreak erupted right now he'd have a significant advantage over that suit wearing guido who is obviously pissed he has to resort to public transportation. I bet his girl got so pissed at the used condom she found in his car that she took a bat to it. Kinda hard to get to dad's chop shop and coke outlet without a windshield. Is it wrong of me to find it ironic the elderly black lady feels uncomfortable sitting next to his greasy haired ass? Okay lets play a game cuban or mexican...)

...If you found the above honest instead of racist.