Writing About Love

Writing about love is a funny thing. You get to strip away all the awkwardness of the real world and only get to talk about the moments that are few and far between.

I can probably count on one hand the number of times I've actually lived movie love moments.

You know the kind, right?

You're walking side by side down a quiet street, reveling in each others company. Your pinky fingers play a game of tag as you sneak quick glances at one another and grin. The moonlight casts a perfect glow around the both of you. And just when things seem like they're are about to lull, it begins to rain - and you have no umbrella.

She smiles at you. You smile at her.

She turns to face you. You lean forward, her eyes flutter. She hesitates just for a moment, then gives in. You kiss your first kiss.

It's perfect.

Real life, on ther hand, usually isn't. And that's the beauty of writing about love in your script. You can craft the perfect world - where it always begins to rain right before your first kiss or where it's just cold enough out that steam rises out of the hot tub as you make love in it.

If only the real world had more of these moments. Or maybe, it's better that it doesn't - we'd have nothing to write about if life were picture perfect.

At least we have our scripts.

As for those of you wondering who the hell has taken over this blog or if you accidently went to the wrong bookmark, fear not - it's still me. You can take the strap-on out of a man, but you can't take the man out of the strap-on. Tomorrow is a new day and I'm sure I'll be back to my old self.

I just needed to get that off my chest.

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