X: Who am I?
Steve: I don’t know…yet.
X: Who are you?
Steve: My name is Steve and I am a writer.
X: Steve…a writer.
Steve: Yes, and you are to be one of my characters.
X: I am…I am a character?
Steve: Well, you will be. You’re an idea at the moment; a sketch; something that needs to be fleshed out.
X: So I am being born?
Steve: You could put it that way. How do you feel?
X: I feel…nothing. I remember nothing. One moment everything is dark, the next moment I am here. Where am I?
Steve: On a page, and in my mind.
X: I am in two places?
Steve: Sort of. It’s a bit difficult to explain. You are being created by a combination of things. My imagination, my life experiences, my wishes, a number of things.
X: Who will I be when all of these things come together?
Steve: I’m not sure.
X: Are…are you God?
Steve: No, far from it. How do you know about God?
X: All creation knows of God, whether they realize it or not.
Steve: Even a fictional character?
X: Yes. We are created as you were once created.
Steve: I never considered that before. Are there other things that you know, or have thought about?
X: No, not really. I never really thought before until I came here. How could I? I was nothing.
Steve: But you are thinking now. You are becoming self-aware. You are something.
X: Yes. I am beginning to know more things.
Steve: Like what?
X: Well, I am learning about…you. My thoughts seem to be coming from your thoughts. You are filling me with your knowledge and your memories.
Steve: Wait a minute! If you are sharing my thoughts, then you will become just like me. I was hoping that you would become an original character.
X: Oh, I will be. Your thoughts have become a foundation for me. From this point on I will be able to think for myself, independent of you.
Steve: Hmm. This is becoming a little more complicated than I thought.
X: I could use a name…
Steve: Yes, it’s time you had a name. What would you like to be called?
X: Hmmm…there’s quite a bit to chose from. Just a moment, am I male or female?
X: That narrows things down. What do I look like?
Steve: Well…you could look like me.
X: Do I have to?
Steve: I still have the power to delete you, you know.
X: Point taken. So I look like an average Joe.
Steve: That could be your name…
Average Joe: Average Joe?
Steve: No, just Joe.
Just Joe: Just Joe, then.
Steve: Where is this sarcasm coming from?
Just Joe: Look in the mirror, O Snarky One.
Steve: (typing) “…and then one day, Joe’s mouth suddenly disappeared.”
Just Joe: Mmmmppphhh!
Steve: Your name is Joe, agreed?
Steve: And your attitude will improve, right?
Steve: I’ll take that as a yes. (Typing) “Joe’s mouth magically reappears…”
Joe: You jerk!
Steve: (Typing) “…on the back of his head.”
To be continued…?