Talk to me, baby...

I adore how people talk. Deliciously delectable morsels of dialogue that drop, ever so casually, from a stranger's lips can make me salivate. Most people, since they are not writers, don't know when they've said something that I'm drooling over and will probably try to use in my work. A joke, an unintentional blunder (think mega pickles), a particularly eloquent declaration of aggression, or lust, or even... love, they've all moved me. Ah, the power of words. As a screenwriter, the spoken word (as written by us) is one of the most important tools we have in telling our tale. Since I can't come up with all the various ways people talk to each other, voices in my head not withstanding, I consciously eavesdrop. No, I'm not placing bugs or anything. (No need to alert the Feds!) But, if you happen to be standing in front of me at the grocers, talking to your friend, you can bet the crumpled 20 you're holding that I'm listening. Not so much to the things you are talking about but for the delivery, the flow of conversation, or even that little morsel of conversational chocolate. Sometimes, my friends will deliver that perfect little tidbit and not even be aware of it. But, as a writer, I am. Boy, am I ever.

How about y'all?