Warning: Contains Nonsense
Who knows what weirdness lurks in the minds of writers? Well, maybe The Shadow knows, but in his absence I’ll try my best to explain.
I seem to be spending a lot of time lately having to deal with some unwanted guests inside my head. Fortunately for me, the way I think of them is nicely alliterative, which gives rise to the title of this post.
Bewilderbeasts are the sort of mind creatures that come charging at you out of nowhere and send you into a befuddled state. This can happen regardless of what you’re doing, writing or anything else. They cut a swathe of destruction, then calmly wander off again, leaving you to pick up the pieces. The effects of a bewilderbeast attack might only last a few hours, it might last all day.
Brain weasels, by comparison, are less disruptive in the immediate sense but the cumulative effect of their nibbling away at such structures as confidence, will power and the line can have much greater long term consequences. These sleekit wee devils sneak up on you without warning, at least until they begin chewing away at you with questions like “What if this is no good?” or insinuations like “No-one’s going to like this.” or “You don’t know what you’re doing.” It can take days, if not weeks, to get past a brain weasel attack.
Sadly I have yet to find away to protect myself from either of these creatures. All I can do is my best to mitigate their influence.
With thanks to R.B. McConnell. Cheers, Bunny.