So what do I do? I tell people. And one of the people I tell happens to be writing her own book, and well let's just say (and I'll allow myself to be catty just this once) that she doesn't have any originality in her plot. It's very fairy-tale, Disney, romantic. In fact, it piggy-backs off a Disney story/Brothers Grimm. And maybe some young teenaged girl would find this book stuper awesome. But it's not my style, it's way too sappy and boring.
I open my big mouth and I spill all my ideas because I'm so dang excited about them. Months later, she tells me about her latest plot twists and adventures and GUESS WHAT... she IS USING MY IDEAS. All of them. The little.....
Anyway, I vented to a friend of mine and she gave me this evil idea, which I'm not going to use because I just really don't have the energy or the care to put the effort into it. The idea is to feed the little idea thief really outrageous book ideas. Something really wacky, but make it sound really incredible. It's a good scheme, I have to admit. But I would just rather be a meanie and call this girl out. I guess that's the grown-up thing to do, right?
In the end, I'm not too worried because her writing skills are really immature and she isn't very creative anyway so I doubt she can pull it all off.
I just can't wait to finish mine so I can get it published, get it finished, and move on to the next one.
I guess this is me, having a human moment. It's not very nice, and I'm sorry to anyone who is reading it thinking I'm pretty shallow. This is what happens when the military sends me on a year-long short tour away from my kids, boyfriend, and pets. I'm a little cranky.