Stranger than Fiction

Truly.

Picture this: You are an author. You have been writing your second book for four years. Four long years you've invested into the characters, the plot, and every element of the story. Your main character, a man named Captain Remington, is your literary masterpiece. He represents everything your mind has concocted over the years. He is brilliant, cunning-- your worst enemy or your closest friend. He, above all else, is what rules your thoughts by day and by night because his life and his fate are dearest to you. He is from the mid-1700's. He never existed and never will, not this man, he is too enigmatical, mysterious, too well-bred and intelligent. People like him are never born into this world.

Then suddenly, this character, whom you have strived so long to perfect, walks into your world. Your world, my world, Gwen Vehlow's life at Teen Mania in Garden Valley, Texas in 2007.

I have never felt stranger emotions. I have found a clone of this man Christian Remington, and he has read my book, and he is just amazed as I am. Christian and the intern are the same. I never met the intern before Sunday. They are reflections of each other and in another time, this intern could very well have been the captain I have tried for so long to bring to life.
I don't know what to do myself.

Odd. Weird. Other-worldly.