My reactions are strong and inconstant, falling in love with a story and out again in the span of a week or a day. First interested, sure that this is the story I want to write, now queasy and slightly panicked, as if I have agreed to be the girlfriend of a creep, a guy who seemed charming at first but soon revealed himself to have an unsettling preoccupation with food ingredients and hygiene.
Danny says just stop asking if it’s worth writing and write. I agree, in theory. At the same time, it’s impossible keep dating a story you just don’t like.