I’m working on a short story that I knew was going to have a pivotable event that would be so unpleasant I wasn’t even sure I could finish it.
Today I arrived at the point where I had to write this particular event, and I just finished it, or at least the first draft. I am literally upset and a little shaken, feeling like I’m not sure I should be doing this particular story.
Ultimately, I guess if it makes me feel something, hopefully it will do the same for whoever reads it. That in itself is no small feat. There are, however, some things in life that are too painful for anyone to willingly subject themselves to.
I don’t think I’ve done that, but, at least for me, it’s pretty close.
It’s a good story though.