I believe I do-
The real me loves to be at home with my family, cook and bake, read and write and is the simplest, most low-maintenance woman around.

Wait a minute...I'm having a difficult time here. Who was I talking about? Oh yes, my alter ego.
Well, she's a picture of innocence really... she just tries to be sexually alluring and provocative to the men. I love her for it because it's not something I am. I am very shy and private. She, on the other hand, is a wild child ready for action.
So when people see me, the real me, they confuse me with her. Please don't do that. We are two entirely different people sharing a body and brain.
6 comments:
Heh! Great post, thank you!
In depth knowing of someone seems to be a lost art these days, for the most part. Often the cookie cutter version of an individual is what others see and respond too. Rather than actually learning about the person, and respecting them.
So I'm not the only one with a real me and a writer me competing for time in the same body?
No William...we all have the identity crisis issue as writers
I am so happy that i am not the only one!!!
Scarlett and I are imagining sex in the shower, the kitchen, the back patio, in a box at the opera...
James
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