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[kgrier]

There's this feeling she gets when she's in the middle of something she knows is changing her. It probably has a name-whatever Webster calls that mix of joy and anticipation and fear (but maybe there's a little bit of anger in there, too, because who wants to change when you don't know how you're changing, or why, or by what

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[ameliabeare]

I think she knows she can hold fiction to a higher standard, and not be disappointed.

Also, it doesn't leave socks lying around, or dishes in the sink - unless she writes it so.

Some of us are happier alone, constructing ideals to which no reality would even try to aspire, knowing that it's something we can visit when we need it, and set aside when we don't.

But some of us need to be the sorts of friends that are disappointing and distant; we lack to social acuity to be more. It's natural, then, that we're drawn to our like, with equally low expectations.

[kgrier]

It always lets her have the remote, too, and is never intimidated by her super amazing frouple friends.

(For the record, you're never disappointing-not to me.)