I can’t help it… I’m an eavesdropper. In restaurants, on airplanes, in buses…I am always listening. Most writers I know are eavesdroppers, too. Which bring me to my friend Mark Evanier, who took his mother to the ER the other night and heard a funny conversation.
OMG! I thought it was only me…this “eavesdropping” thing…i do it all the time, especially on the train, and if the story is really funny, i will tell it again to my friends, in voice. I mean, is there something wrong with us, me, writers? This may be something i need to look into further. BTW, love your blog, my first time here! I will be back to visit!