Slate, ore, sword, and fire,
The writer was, by all means, a conventional woman with a good head on her shoulders. But recently, there was a man that she became infatuated with. Every day the first thing she would do when she opened her eyes would be to log online to check his status update. She would like all his posts and become completely lost in those first few minutes of the day. That was her escape from the mundane of her daily life, her bliss, her place of happiness.
Life gets so familiar, so predictable, so… boring.
An editor friend of mine once said she couldn’t stop psychoanalyzing the writers from the books they wrote. I agree. Writers may write in many points of views and assume many characters at any given time but ultimately the writers write what they know and how they feel. And from those words we read, we get to know the people behind those lines on a deeper level, intellectually and emotionally.