I’ve always wondered if I’m especially susceptible, but novels/movies/music leave me a bit dazed Today, for instance, I turned from my novel to my physio text, and discovered, a few paragraphs in, that I was mentally turning everything about The Defense of Tonicity into the past tense, to match it.
I find myself aping the writer’s style :Salinger’s is a particularly insidious influence, and I know that I over-italicise every time I finish a reading of the glass books; after watching TV, I come away sometimes convinced that I’m about to discover the edge of the world or confused by fears of being haunted by the ghost from the movie. This is not to say that I have an overwrought imagination, or that I’m unusually able to empathise, but I am a little worried about my lack of ability to transition out of imaginary worlds. Perhaps this is mundane, something about the power of fiction; but I do find it a little disturbing that new worlds, fully formed, should be so palpable.
My earliest memory of this happening, is when I came home from Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon, and tried to take the stairs at a single go. I cannot remember how I stopped myself mid-leap, but I do know I didn’t end up in a heap on the first landing: what I can remember is being rather confused that I couldn’t. is this normal?
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