Writing's Second Taste
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"We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect." -Anaïs Nin
You know that feeling when you open a book and you read the story written in it? It feels like you've been transported to another world, a place so wonderful and liberating. Well, it's my job to make you experience that to the expense of my own life tales.
Those jokes that you were laughing about as you read them? He whispered those to me in the middle of class. That bashful expression that the main character had? It was a reflection of what he looked like when he asked me out. That somewhat cheesy narration of what their kiss felt like? It was the same way I felt when he first pressed his lips against mine.
If only I can do it again. If only I can fall in love with writing again. If only I can fall in love again.
[This is a spin-off of Hollywood's Princess. You do not read that story to understand this]
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