The Cornucopia.

You're an odd duck. The eccentric little swimmer, determined to wander from the usual current of the pond. Hey, me too. Somebody's gotta cause all those ghastly fictitious murders, invent the shape-shifters, faeries, halflings, half bloods, whole bloods, vampires, swamp things, alien life forms, seekers, zombies, and tediously throw in a couple of star crossed lovers. Our minds are filled with ideas. Bottomless cornucopias brimming with creativity, often making us the recipients of those blank stares at cocktail parties. The "alrighty thens" as I like to call it. How many times have you explained a glistening little fairy thing to a bunch of paralegals and not gotten the "alrighty then" look, hum? Embrace it. Work with it. Twitch a little if you want to really have some fun with those people. See, they'll never get it. They're the same people who would love to read such inventions and often do. The first in line when the movie comes out. They just don't want to have a conversation about such things, especially, before publication. Just picture Stephanie Myer talking about vegetarian vampires before TWILIGHT was ever even heard of. My husband would have been giving me the ole' nut job by the shrimp cocktail look from across the room in two seconds flat. Totally normal. We, however, are not. I would have been in awe that she had thought of it first. I'm cool with this. Being different is okay with me now. I didn't always feel this way. It took me awhile to grasp that people just don't get what we do. I can't take it personally. Is it okay with you?