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A few years ago I began a piece of writing that was outside the kind of work I’d done in the past. I wasn’t sure exactly why I was writing the story but as I wrote it I became completely engrossed in the characters. Only much later did I realize that I was those characters. They taught me what I wanted and needed in another person, and most importantly why that was. I’d always made the same bad choices in romantic partners over and over again. That piece of writing set me on a new path. There are valid reasons I need a particular type of person but now I’m able to look beyond the surface of who someone pretends to be and tell the difference between the real and the fake. It’s made all the difference for me. So strange and fortuitous that a piece of writing I’d made no conscience effort in the beginning to create would reveal things about myself I’d never understood before. I consider myself blessed.

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