So I’m writing a scene in my book. The protagonist meets the girl of his dreams. I’m writing their initial meeting, and it’s like I’m reliving the first meeting I had with my wife, with whom I was already ga-ga. Very surreal. That hand that grips the heart and starts playing Beethoven’s 9th on your cardiac musclelito! Exciting and kind of weird. I can see now how completely fearless (clueless) one is when in the throws of romantic passion. I never stopped courting her for a second, and it took me a year-and-a-half to get an engagement ring on her finger. Boy did she put me through the hoops.
Now, does my character’s paramour do the same? Snicker, snicker.
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