it could be fiction.

I just read a few pieces of short fiction written by a friend of a friend.  I don’t know this kid.  Yes, I’m creepy and I stalk people sometimes.  So do you.  Stalking people you don’t know is one of the most glorious and twisted gifts of our high-speed digital age.

My penance for this, of course, is that my insides now burn with jealousy and awe at the way he put the words together.

I wish I could be someone who writes fiction.

It is New Year’s Eve.  My New Year’s Resolution for 2011?  I’m going to be  more honest and less of a spineless pushover.

And if that doesn’t work out, I’ll write fictional stories about how I’ve become more honest and less of a spineless pushover.

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