I Guess I Consider Myself

I'm Able To Separate Fiction And Reality. I Guess It Remains To Be Seen If Other People Are.

She Opened Her Mouth But Did Not Immediately Speak, And I Felt, Simultaneously, The Impulse To Coax The Words From Her And The Impulse To Suppress Them. I Always Thought I Wanted To Know A Secret, Or I Wanted An Event To Unfold – I Wanted My Life To Start – But In Those Rare Moments When It Seemed Like Something Might Actually Change, Panic Shot Through Me.

Well, I Think That If You Sincerely Try To Imagine What Life Is Like For Another Person - Not In A Mocking Way, Not In A Satirical Way, But In A Sincere, Compassionate Way - I Don't Think That's Exploitive.

The Better You Learn To Take Care Of Yourself, The Less You Settle For Being Around People Who Can't Or Won't Treat You As Well As You're Accustomed.

The Best Part Of Being A Writer For Me Is Immersing Myself In A Fictional World, Which Is The Opposite Of Being On Social Media. At The Same Time, If No One Ever Read My Work, If I Was Writing Solely For Myself, I Bet It Would Be Lonely And A Lot Less Fun.