It will soon be November, and November is NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month), so for a change from my usual content I’d like to share this random writing exercise with you, as I found it very interesting when I tried it a decade ago.
I’ll say more about the source of the exercise later, but this is it:
All of us contain multiple inner voices. You may have a Censor, an Inner Explorer, perhaps an Inner Romantic, a Wonderer, a Pragmatist, a Bully, an Intellectual, maybe even a rock-and-roll Drummer. Take a blank sheet of paper, number from one to five, and list, name and describe your secret inner selves.
In naming your secret selves, try to maintain some humour and affection for the cast you carry within you. Each of these multiple yous has a role and a value.
So anyway, here are mine:
1) Ed the Mission Controller
This is the calm organiser and leader. This part of me is usually in charge when I am troubleshooting computer problems – or trying to unblock a drain. I imagine Ed as the Mission Controller in the Apollo 13 film (played by Ed Harris). The trouble is that as I am female, when I am in Ed mode, I may be considered bossy.
Ed is also an apt name as it is short for Editor, and that is what I am in my day job as a journalist.
2) Gloria the Magpie

Gloria loves sparklies – click on the image to find out more about this glorious stained glass window by Karl Parsons in St Laurence’s church, Ansley. The picture is by Aidan McRae Thomson on Flickr…
Gloria is the collector in me, and the one with a sense of wonder. This part of me is in charge when I look at a flower or a rainbow or a stained glass window or hear wonderful choral music (like Vivaldi’s Gloria) or go “ooooh” at sparkly jewellery or fireworks.
Ed is always trying to get Gloria to declutter.
3) Daniel the Explorer
Daniel is the intellectual, the mental explorer, the scientist, the archaeologist. He is always seeking out new ideas and knowledge and is the one who has been with me in all my studies and remains with me now when I research a blog post and find something interesting.
I chose the name Daniel before I linked it to the clever one in Stargate SG-1, but he is my kind of thinker. Daniel and Gloria both love fossils and coins.
4) Fanny Fearful
Oh dear, I am also tempted to call her Patty Pants-down, as I think of my first day at infants school, where the elastic in my knickers went and I ran all the way home with them hanging around my knees, crying for my mummy.
This is me when I have no confidence or I am miserable or talk too fast or get impatient or worry about work.
5) Mr Angry
These days Mr Angry only comes out when I have a misunderstanding with someone at work, or just miss a bus, or when the self-checkout in the supermarket doesn’t recognise an item. It’s frustration more than anything.
He used to team up with Fanny Fearful to shout “It’s not fair!” a lot. Life still isn’t fair, but we are all older and wiser now…
I often find myself noticing which of my inner voices is speaking. But I have only just realised there is no one in there to do all the people-loving (perhaps that’s Gloria, or perhaps all five of them) – and who does the washing up? It will have to be Ed…
This post is not intended to make light of the very real problems some people experience with multiple personality disorders, but I think the fact is that for most of us the “self” is maybe not an “individual” anyway, but a team, usually working in harmony, we hope!
The exercise comes from a very good book called The Artist’s Way at Work, Twelve Weeks to Creative Freedom, by Mark Bryan with Julia Cameron and Catherine Allen. I picked it up from the free pile for review in the office in 1998.
I picked it up because I had already borrowed from the library an earlier book, simply called The Artist’s Way, by Mark Bryan and Julia Cameron. The “at work” book was not quite as interesting to me as the first, since it was more about business and working life than writing novels, which is what I was hoping to do at the time. But I still found the exercises (or “tools”) fun.
I don’t think I will ever write a novel now. I did have a stab at NaNoWriMo unofficially one year (without making it public), but I found I am no good at plots and anyway I don’t have the time… or is that Fanny Fearful talking?
So, I’ve told you MY inner selves. But who are YOURS?
I hope I have given you a little food for thought and good luck to everyone taking part in NaNoWriMo!
Ha! We must be identical twins they are just what I would have chosen. As you know I am taking part in NaNoWroMo again this year am struggling at the moment to get all the parts into a coherent whole – but once I start typing it all seems to come together – even if it doesn’t no one sees it so it doesn’t really matter, but I do feel a great sense of achievement at the end.
Glad we are kindred spirits!
And good luck with that novel – I will look out for more bulletins from you during November š
Great post! I, too, have an inner Ed telling inner Gloria to declutter! Alas, Gloria seems to be winning this war.
Thank you Mrs D!
I despair on the decluttering front. I’m fine at actually getting rid of rubbish like old newspapers and magazines after I have taken cuttings and filed them. But I still just have too much stuff I can’t part with – mainly clothes, shoes and books. If we had a bigger house it wouldn’t be clutter…
Winter’s on its way, so I hope to see lots more paintings from you š
Oh, no! Beware the lure of a bigger house. Remember this corollary to the corollary of Parkinson’s Law: “The number of possessions will expand to fill the space available”.
Too true – and unfortunately I have allowed a slight overspill to my office at work and we are soon downsizing there. I am having trouble finding the time to declutter there, too…
I have never seen a stately home full of clutter, though, usually plenty of space left!
All the best š
My Ed wishes Gloria didn’t have an attic, but we are working on it … well, that’s what Gloria says to Ed. Tomorrow, I’ll get to it.
Oh dear, I wish you hadn’t mentioned the attic. I had forgotten that we have a roof space full of black bags full of old clothes I am always meaning to retrieve and recycle. Not an attic as such, just an area among the roof beams…
Loved your latest post about the biodiversity in Vondeling and am tweeting it later…
By the way, Wales play South Africa at rugby this Saturday. You will surely win, on your current form!
Best wishes
(You’ve snuck in an extra R, not VondeRling but Vondeling)
and thank you muchly for tweeting!
Whoops! Hope I’ve corrected that now š
I don’t think I have a multiplicity of distinct inner voices – I think I have an inner blur . . . or maybe a buzzing noise.
Maybe they are all talking at once, like a crowd going rhubarb, rhubarb?
I often wonder what actually goes on inside other people’s heads…
All the best š
No, not ‘rhubarb, rhubarb’ – hopefully interesting stuff but all at once and pulling in different directions and demanding things which, together, would take too much time. Sort of creative but impractical. (But from which some good things do, eventually, emerge.)
Ah, I see. A creative soup with tasty lumps in it š