I don't know if you realise this, Dear Vertigo, but what you have just experienced was, in fact . . . . Dialogue.
It can sometimes be hard to sit down and write out an exchange of ideas and information between characters in a way that reads like an actual conversation, the words instead coming across as stilted and unnatural, but when you converse with others in reality you can feel how dramatically different it is from what you've written (at least from some perspectives). Perhaps if you treat the dialogue between the characters as being more of a conversation between yourself and another yourself it could grow more natural.
One of the reasons I love writing so much is that sensation of BEING the character, of feeling their emotions. One of my best pieces, hidden somewhere between this computer and another, was written predominantly with my eyes closed. I saw what he saw, I felt what he felt, and from there I just described it in a way that would allow others the same sensations I experienced with him. It's like taking a bite of a peach, and then describing that to someone who has never eaten one before. You could do so in the first-person (I, me, my), which is only natural, or you could think of it in the close third-person (he, him, his. [As an aside, the closed third-person could be considered similar to first-person in that the perspective should only express what the character knows/sees/feels/tastes/experiences personally, in a way that they themselves would think/feel/show it. This differs from the omniscient third-person, which can "head hop", or detail the experiences and feelings of all characters, present or not, of the past, present, and future.]), and describe it to them that way. The sensation of sweet, the texture of the juices, the scent of the fruit, the feel of the peach's skin, even the way your breath tastes as you exhale that first time, carrying the aftertaste upon it.
I used to feel woefully inadequate when I realized I would never use imagery the way Dean Koontz does (this was several years ago, now). I wouldn't think to give things the attributes that he does, these metaphors which momentarily pull me from the story to strike me with awe. Not writing the way he does, however, is still one of my strengths, it just took a while to realize that for myself. It's what makes my style uniquely mine, and the more I work at it, the better it gets.
Now of course, no one says you HAVE to write anything, but if it's something you enjoy, then you should indulge once in a while and see just how far you can take it, and how much you can refine it. Like anything in life one enjoys.
