I hesitate to admit it, but the only way I can deal with the above is to throw myself into “whew, it’s only fiction” mode even though I know that in all likelihood I’m lying to myself.
DEEP THOUGHTS (AND SHALLOW ONES) FROM A WRITER-PRODUCER-POET-COLUMNIST WHO'S STILL TRYING TO FIGURE THINGS OUT
I hesitate to admit it, but the only way I can deal with the above is to throw myself into “whew, it’s only fiction” mode even though I know that in all likelihood I’m lying to myself.