Spoiler: I don't drink coffee, but I saw a post on the Perpetual Page Turner in the vein of this post and it made me want to write one of my own.
Instead of coffee, I'm drinking an orange mango Sparkling Ice because Sarah got me hooked on them. So, without further ado, pull up a chair.
If we were having coffee... I'd tell you I feel overwhelmed. There are so many things I have to do--for school, family, friends, writing--that I wind up just falling into a well and only surfacing when there's a deadline or due date looming over me. It's not the wisest way to go about life, but I can't help it. Do you ever just feel so overwhelmed with everything you have to do, so you just end up not doing any of it? Yeah, that's happened with increasing (and scary) frequency. I'd ask you if you have any advice for how to break this vicious cycle.
If we were having coffee... I'd tell you that I feel uninspired. I've blogged before about the dry spell that occurred after PitchWars and my novel A SEA OF HOLLOW HEARTS. Well, now that I've turned my manuscript THE WAYWARD DARK into my agent, I'm turning my sights on a new WIP, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to finish it. It took until WAYWARD to get me writing again. I'm scared to death the dry spell is going to hit a second time. I'd ask if this has ever happened to you and how you got over it.
If we were having coffee... I'd tell you that I miss my friends. Moving to Idaho separated me from all of those I'd gone to high school with, and a ton of my friendships have suffered because of that. A few friends and I are trying to stay in touch, but it's hard because of the distance. My critique partners are those whom I'd consider my closest friends ever. They've always been there and supported me through thick and thin, but I feel like we're drifting apart. Maybe they don't feel the same, but I do, and I think it's my fault. I'm not as active on social media anymore (mostly because it gives me the sads, as Sarah says, for reasons I won't go into) and I feel like I hardly talk to them. We're all busy with life and jobs and our own writing, so I understand why we haven't been as chatty as we used to. And although this could be completely just in my head, I feel like--because I'm only 20 and still figuring my life out--that it's making a trench between us. Crazy, right? But these are the things I cruelly tell myself to make sense of the divide I feel growing between us. If I was having coffee with my critique partners, I'd ask them if they feel the same way.
If we were having coffee... I'd ask you how your life is, both now and when you were my age. How long did it take you to figure out where to go, what to do, who to be? I know I'm further ahead than many, since I have an agent at only 20, but I also feel so far behind. A lot of my friends are older than me, have jobs and families, and they seem to know what to do and who to be and where to go. I could be mistaken, but when I compare them to myself, I feel like a bumbling mess of a person. I'd ask if you have any idea how to stop this.
If we were having coffee... I'd tell you that I finished the Mistborn trilogy and am feeling extremely disenchanted with the ending. What kind of ending was that? I won't go into details because of spoilers, but it was not an ending I was expecting. I invested so much time to this trilogy and for it to end the way it did leaves me feeling robbed. I'd ask if you've read the trilogy and what you thought of the ending.
If we were having coffee... I'd apologize profusely at letting my inbox/critiquing lax in recent weeks. I'm horribly behind on things and it is entirely my fault. Normally I'm better at organization (I have such a love for concrete plans) but lately everything seems to have scattered. I'd ask if the "keep calm and carry on" mantra actually works for you, because sometimes it doesn't work for me.
If we were having coffee... I'd tell you about my insomnia. Because with all the things I have to do, I've been suffering more and more from the insomnia that's plagued me since I was 16. But lately, it's gotten worse. I'm lucky if I fall asleep by 2 AM most nights.
If we were having coffee... I'd want to know all about your life, your dreams, your worries. I'm not very good at sharing my feelings (I have a few ideas on why that is), and I feel like sometimes my relationships with people suffer because of that. But I do want to know about you and how you're doing. I want to know the people I care about are happy. I'd tell you that every time I get an email or text from my friends (which just happened as I was writing this section) I smile because it makes me happy to know that they think of me and want to talk to me. And I hope they know that I always want to know how they're--how you're--doing.
If we were having coffee... I'd ask what songs you've had on repeat lately. What TV shows you've binge-watched recently. What movies you're looking forward to seeing.
And there you have it. There's probably more but I'm feeling kind of drained. How about you? What would you want to tell me if we were having coffee?