At least all this angst is good for Evie (or whatever her name changes to since I found a goddamn YA book featuring a protagonist named that). She’s really a moody character and it’s easy to write that when I’m moody, too.
Tomorrow a blog on how my emotions help me write, but sometimes, I’d take my talent with words away if it meant I didn’t have to hurt ever again. I used to call my depression my fitzgerald gene. Take it or leave it.
