Today I was engaged in working on book number four in the Happy Valley series while sipping on a latte at one of my favorite coffee shops, when a sharp rap on the window beside my table took me completely out of the groove.
I rededicated myself to the task of figuring out what the hell my characters were going to do and say next, when a rather nice looking gentleman of about my age brought a coffee around to my table, pulled out a chair, and took a seat.
“How have you been?” He asked.
Now I struggle with recalling names and faces, but I was fairly certain I didn’t know this guy.
“I’m sorry. Do we know each other?”
“Sure. From the neighborhood. You know…”
“Which neighborhood would that be?”
He told me the name of the rather upscale Tallahassee neighborhood, and I said, “Sir, I live in Havana. So I think you’ve mistaken me for someone else.”
His eyes narrowed and for a minute I thought he was going to challenge me—that he thought I might be messing with him.
After a moment he said, “Well, you have a doppelgänger, then.”
I said it wasn’t the first time I’d been mistaken for someone else in the area. Out of curiosity I asked who it was he’d thought I was. “Oh, it’s ________ __________. You look exactly like her.”
When I didn’t recognize the name he explained that the woman’s a lobbyist for some organization and asked if I, too, was a lobbyist. Now, that was the darndest question, wasn’t it?
“No sir,” I said. “I’m a writer.”
“Oh, then I suppose you aren’t who I thought you were.”
He went on his way and I thought, I should write this down. So I did.
I still don’t know what my characters are going to do or say next, though.
Peace, people.
Praying for Eyebrowz 
Did you Google your twin? If you don’t really look like her, then that’s even creepier.
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This wasn’t the first time I’ve had someone in Tallahassee mistake me for someone. So we must look alike. It’s intriguing.
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That’s too funny. Surely, this will fit somewhere in your book.
This is almost as bad as when you see someone, and they cannot remember your name. You tell them and they say, “No…”
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Yes!! Ha!
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I like his balderdashery and your badassery.
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Oh, your vocabulary is badassery.
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Anyone ever tell you you are epic??? xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Ha!! I just feel OLD!
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nah, nah xxxxx
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I expect we all have some of those
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Since moving to the Tallahassee area
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Oops…since moving to the Tallahassee area I’ve had several people approach me thinking I’m someone else. The weirdest thing is it’s not always the same person. One’s a nurse whose face used to be on a local billboard. The other is this lobbyist.
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This is great dialog, Leslie. I am sure that one of your characters can engage in one side or the other of this conversation. It’s engaging.
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Many thanks!
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