{"id":605,"date":"2015-02-24T14:19:14","date_gmt":"2015-02-24T14:19:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.thegreatprocrastinator.co.uk\/?p=605"},"modified":"2015-02-24T14:19:14","modified_gmt":"2015-02-24T14:19:14","slug":"talking-to-myself","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thegreatprocrastinator.co.uk\/index.php\/2015\/02\/24\/talking-to-myself\/","title":{"rendered":"Talking to myself"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.thegreatprocrastinator.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/02\/country-road-sepia.bmp\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-610\" src=\"http:\/\/www.thegreatprocrastinator.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/02\/country-road-sepia.bmp\" alt=\"country road sepia\" width=\"1000\" height=\"665\" \/><\/a>I spend an awful lot of time talking to myself. \u00a0It started years ago, when deep in a bout of <a title=\"Rewriting Anxiety\" href=\"http:\/\/www.thegreatprocrastinator.co.uk\/?p=571\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">anxiety<\/a>, I doubted every single word that came out of my mouth. \u00a0Every conversation, however small, was later examined in detail. I&#8217;d beat myself up for the idiocy of what I&#8217;d said, my self-centredness and my lack of empathy for the person with whom I&#8217;d been conversing. \u00a0(Jees &#8211; self absorbed much? But selfishness, as I&#8217;ve mentioned before, is one of the side effects of <a title=\"Rewriting Anxiety\" href=\"http:\/\/www.thegreatprocrastinator.co.uk\/?p=571\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">anxiety<\/a>.)<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;d resolve not to talk at all, but that didn&#8217;t work in the real world, so I started to practice conversations I knew I was going to have. These took place mainly in the car while driving. \u00a0I told myself other people would assume I was singing along to the radio or talking on a hands-free phone. It did get me through some necessary conversations, but it also became a habit.<\/p>\n<p>And it&#8217;s got worse, because for the last year I&#8217;ve had to do a lot of driving. The kind that doesn&#8217;t get me anywhere, but is helping someone out. (Or maybe it isn&#8217;t, but that&#8217;s someone else&#8217;s story.) Anyway, I have to do it and so have plenty of time to yak to myself.<\/p>\n<p>Last year, I had my first interview in about 25 years. The build up to this resulted in many, many practice sessions en route to nowhere. As a result of that interview I now, alongside the journeys to nowhere, get to go somewhere: my other world, the lovely Corsham Court, for the MA in Writing for Young People. Of course, this means writing workshops and, in these, I need to talk. It&#8217;s essential to discuss books, give feedback to others, comment on feedback given to me, and so, more practising of talking is required.<\/p>\n<p>Once, in full flow while driving to a workshop, I failed to notice that the satnav had overheated and was no longer functioning. Hence, I missed a turning. For a considerable amount of time I was lost in the wilds of Wiltshire.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-611\" src=\"http:\/\/www.thegreatprocrastinator.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/02\/country-road-surreal.bmp\" alt=\"\" width=\"232\" height=\"349\" \/><\/p>\n<p>So, I&#8217;m back to Uni after a bit of a break and talking to myself has begun again, not least because our first reading-in-public event approaches. So, if you see a slightly frazzled woman driving though the backwoods of Gloucestershire and Wiltshire in a dirty and battered Volvo, apparently singing along to the radio, you know who it is.<\/p>\n<p>P.S. Coincidentally, I have just read this: &#8216;my habit of practising even the most mundane conversations repeatedly before I actually have them.&#8217; This by twitter mate: <a title=\"blondiecamps\" href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/blondiecamps\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">@blondiecamps<\/a>\u00a0 on her blog:\u00a0<a title=\"blondiecamps blog\" href=\"https:\/\/blondiecamps.wordpress.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">blondiecamps<\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I spend an awful lot of time talking to myself. \u00a0It started years ago, when deep in a bout of anxiety, I doubted every single word that came out of my mouth. \u00a0Every conversation, however small, was later examined in detail. I&#8217;d beat myself up for the idiocy of what I&#8217;d said, my self-centredness and &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/thegreatprocrastinator.co.uk\/index.php\/2015\/02\/24\/talking-to-myself\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Talking to myself&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[4,15,31,50,51,52,54,57],"tags":[71,121,122,132],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegreatprocrastinator.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/605"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegreatprocrastinator.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegreatprocrastinator.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegreatprocrastinator.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegreatprocrastinator.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=605"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/thegreatprocrastinator.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/605\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegreatprocrastinator.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=605"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegreatprocrastinator.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=605"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegreatprocrastinator.co.uk\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=605"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}