Two memories from youth and creative writing
I have done some bad things in life, but one good thing I did as a teenager was helping out a possibly suicidal woman my age on a dance date. She was very pretty but shy, and we kissed a lot that night.
In our hotel after the dance, I told her many jokes. A male buddy said I was making her laugh so much she could not have sex with me even though she might want to.
On vacation in high school, met a pretty female family friend of one my best male buddies who had invited me to his family’s vacation apartment in Florida. The young woman kissed me briefly one night. The male buddy saw it and punched a wall, damaging it, because he had liked her too.
He calmed the next day, and we fixed the wall.
On creative writing, still a bit stalled on my new novel. I guess writing is a matter of momentum to some degree.
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