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Lately I’ve been going through my old writing (decades old, in many cases) writing and trying to organize it. Today I found a story I don’t remember writing. It feels like I was trying to mimic “The Usual Suspects”, which would put it in the late 1990s. The gist is that this person is trying to explain how his fiancĂ©e was murdered, but it’s a narrative mess and in the end he apparently doesn’t even know.
But there’s also a gay relationship in the story. The narrator is apparently bisexual, and this all tied together somehow.
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The word “bi” looks weird because two-letter adjectives aren’t particularly welcome in English.
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A few months ago, I had a realization about someone I knew when I was a teenager. This realization has been on the back burner of my mind every since. Why? There’s no way to find out if it’s true: The person in question might not be honest, and besides which, that was forty years ago. What am I supposed to do with any data now?
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I want to make new friends and get more involved with the ones that have become ghosts, but I’m struggling with trust.
This is all tied together somehow.