Things Are What They Are

The Whole "misery Loves Company" Thing Never Applies More Than When You're Breaking Up. The Thought That The Other Person Is Doing Fine Is Simply Too Much To Bear.

What Every Girl Dreams Of When She's Dumped Is - That The Guy Will Someday Feel Regrest And Come Back And Tell Her All About It. And The Beauty Of It Is You Have No Regrets Whatsoever.

Maybe That's What It All Comes Down To. Love, Not As A Surge Of Passion, But As A Choice To Commit To Something, Someone, No Matter What Obstacles Or Temptations Stand In The Way. And Maybe Making That Choice, Again And Again, Day In And Day Out, Year After Year, Says More About Love Than Never Having A Choice To Make At All.

I Try To Write About Real Women, Real People - In Other Words Flawed Characters. I Find Flawed Characters Much More Interesting Than Perfect Ones And Enjoy The Challenge Of Making Readers Root For Them In Spite Of Their Unsympathetic Path And Destructive Choices. Life Is About The Gray Areas. Things Are Seldom Black And White, Even When We Wish They Were And Think They Should Be, And I Like Exploring This Nuanced Terrain.

I Think I Hoped For Something More. Maybe I Even Hoped That I Could Find In Richard What I Had With Ben. But It Is Suddenly Very Clear: Richard Is Not Fallin In Love With Me And I'm Not Falling In Love With Richard. We Are Not Creating Anything Permanent Or Special. We Are Only Having Fun Together. It Is A Fling- A Fling Just Like He Said Last Night- A Fling With An Ending Yet To Be Determined. I Feel Relieved To Have It Defined