I was just thinking. Just thinking- new concepts for my future stories. Then I came to an impasse that has been haunting me ever since. A brick wall- that question I couldn't seem to answer myself.
"Who would you choose," I asked my protagonist, Mac (taken from Mackenzie), as I tried to make a layout for my new story, "Secrets". She tapped her fingers one after the other on the little coffee table between us.
"You see, you only have two choices, and let me elaborate, just to make things clear. Will was someone you've known since birth. You have almost everything in common, yet there are things that he knows that you don't and vice-versa. Perfectly normal. The feeling developed over time.
Then, just a few weeks ago, Alex came along to replace your boss, the president of the law firm you've been working for for the past five years. At the wink of an eye, just like that, you fall for him. You feel weak at the knees when he's near, and feel strong yet empty when he's away. You don't know much about him, and it seems you two have almost nothing in common. He intrigues you as he thinks he is misunderstood, and masochistically, you stay, even after you learn that he may never-"
"I don't know,"she said. "I think, maybe, it's best if I wait,"
"What if you wait too long, and nothing happens?"
"I suppose I'll know when the right time comes for me to leave,"
"They all said that Mac. And now, a lot are secretly dying because of that one bold statement. So, what will you do next?" I said, trying to hide any facial expression to show her how worried I was, how afraid I was of the consequences of whatever choice she made next, for her sake, of course. Then she grinned. The slightest move of her lips mesmerized me, yet caught my attention by the neck.
"You're the writer, you tell me," she walked away. I haven't seen her for a while now.
And that's what brought me to the impasse. I couldn't seem to bash it, go through it, jump over it, or simply walk away from it. Because if I do, then I'll forget, sooner or later where it is.
I need the answer.
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