1.12.2011

Getting Personal

So, I'm writing a book. This really shouldn't be too surprising. I am a writing major, and by virtue of this term, I like to write. I also like to read. I also like to make out with people.
That is why, my first attempt at book-writing, is a memoir of make-outs. My life story to this point told through my kisses- firsts, worsts, fulfilling and... horrifying. It's funny because in writing class they teach you all about plagiarism and copyright laws- getting permission for using characters and all. They encourage us to use imagery, be sensual and daring. But they never talk about how you tell your dad you would prefer he not read your book. They don't talk about how you casually mention to your boyfriend's mother that she can just read a book to determine whether you've had premarital sex. They don't talk about how you have to think about every word, phrase, innuendo- and wonder whether you are going to offend someone or hurt someone's feelings.

I am probably going to have to change names. I might even have to change my own. I have no qualms about a stranger reading it- but it's the people I'm closest to that I'm worried about hurting. I guess I just have to do what feels right- just be as true to myself and the stories as I can. And just sort of give a middle finger to everyone else. Maybe that's the most important lesson to learn as a writer. All I know, is nothing is going to stop me from writing it. I'm 20 pages in, and just finished kiss number 3. We'll see how it goes.

Please, feel free to offer any suggestions. Like how to save my personal life.

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