Overheard At The Wright Household
Orville, in the midst of some sort of game, comes dancing through the room: “Mom, if someone heard demons, would they be crazy?”
Me, thinking about it. “Are there actually demons there?”
Me: “Well, they can’t be crazy if they hear something that is actually there, can they?”
Orville: “They’d be…in trouble!”
Originally posted to Welcome to Arhyalon
This is why we fantasy/scifi sorts have to stick together -- the crazy conversations only Our People can understand.
I don't remember the exact nature of the conversation now, but a friend and I were talking about some of the metaphysics of my book, what happens when one symbiotic character kills another and the immortal, non-corporeal, part of the symbiote goes off to find a new host. She was saying things like, "So if I killed Erik, I'd get part of his power but then part of it would drift off to find a new host? And if I killed a lot of people I'd get a lot of power but I might go crazy?"
We eventually realized that the Nice Normal People at the table near ours had stopped speaking and were actively eavesdropping on us with horrified expressions on their sweet faces.
(At which point my friend said, "You're scarin' the straights, Ray," and we both began laughing like idiots. I'm sure that made them feel much better about us and our sanity.)