Diamond walked up behind her husband. Slid her hands up to his chest. Pull herself in tight.
"I have to go," she said.
"I can go with you," her husband said.
"No. You will make it fun," she said. "This is not fun. It can't be fun."
"Can it at least be open, understanding, patient."
"It can try," she said.
Her husband turned around, cupping her face. "What are you going for, what is your goal?"
"I keep thinking about my professor. He said things are not new or different. That everything has happened. That it is our challenge to figure out a better way to retell it. But he said, it has to be told. Over and over. Until when?"
Diamond looked at her husband's hand on her face, "People taking for granted others misery. I don't want to be that. But I don't know how I can go to her and not be that."
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this is a book in work. about 3 women. each facing challenge. in life and in love and in identity. being written in no certain order, except in scenes and scene parts. so that, when pulling it all together. it will be easier - i hope. and so, writing this book this way helps me discipline my pen.
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Shortlived - but done just the same. My notes and things are in order. Now, I'm writing 'Beautiful' by hand. Before returning to my computer for rounds by rounds of tweaking. This part - the blog writing part - in my book's development is done.