TMI Tuesday – Stalker Alert
So in Dallas, there was a recurring conversation that went something like this:
“I so want to go to her panel/spotlight/signing, but I don’t want her to think that I’m stalking her!”
It seemed we were always treading this fine line between wanting to interact with our favorite authors or dream editors and not wanting to look like obsessive fans of dubious mental stability.
And it seems, in romance, there is often that fine line between attention and persistence that is swooningly romantic and scary stalking.
In college, I was once at one of those award dinners and found myself seated across from a very cute couple. In the course of conversation, they told the story of how they’d got together. They’d met at a party, and the guy was instantly smitten. The problem was, she left the party before he could get her number. All he knew was her (very common) first name and the name of her hometown. Now, we had this student directory that listed all of the (30,000) undergraduates and included their hometowns in the entry. So this guy spent the rest of the weekend going through it, page by page, to find an entry with her first name and hometown so he could call her up. I found that swooningly romantic, yet not without its shades of stalkerish obsession.
I don’t know that I’ve ever stalked anyone myself – but then there’s that mortifying thing (and this happened in Dallas, too) where a certain person is just there every time you turn around, and you’re convinced it must look like you’re stalking them. And the more you talk to them to convince them it’s just a coincidence, the more idiotic you feel. Once on a backpacking trip in Asia, I kept running into this Swiss guy over and over again in different towns – it was a well-established tourist route, so it wasn’t really surprising. But it must have looked suspicious. I swear, Uber-Hot Swiss Ski Instructor With That Bored French Accent And Matching Disaffected Air Who Could Spend The Off-Season Working As A Ricky Martin Lookalike, I was not – not – stalking you. Vraiment.
So how about you – have you ever purposefully or accidentally stalked someone? What’s the most outrageous thing a guy has done to get your attention, or vice versa? Did it work? Any examples from romance novels?
Edit: It’s all about whether the attentions are welcome, isn’t it? I mean if a guy says to you:
“I will find you. No matter how long it takes, no matter how far, I will find you.”
It could either be the creepiest thing you’ve ever heard, or the sexiest!
If it’s this guy … *thud* … definitely the sexiest.