Clear signs your’re in a relationship with a writer:
INT. Bedroom – NIGHT
While staring at the same sentence for the last hour on a laptop, a cellphone RINGS. Writer Guy answers it, noting that Caller ID DISPLAYS his girlfriend, THE POET’S phone number.
The Poet: What’s the word for using the first initial of a group of words. Like NEC instead of New England College.
Writer Guy: Acronym?
The Poet: That’s it! It was on the tip of my tongue.
Writer Guy: That’s called aphasia.
Silence.
Writer Guy: Are you writing?
The Poet: Yep. Gotta go. Bye!
Interestingly enough, this led to my own case of aphasia. I can’t come up with a word that really captures the exchange. Must be contagious.
Perhaps it’s called *insanity* but the good kind. hehehe.
Definitely there are good kinds!