My NY stories

Writing about love moments with New York as the background scenery comes naturally to me. Most of my adult life, I lived in the big city that never sleeps. I don't need much more than the thought of the City's mythical neighborhoods to find myself in a universe filled with movie-like romance plots. Some of them, inspired by true stories of myself or stories I heard of, some that are just the fruit of my imagination.

Growing up in Africa, talking about emotions and sexuality was taboo. Hence my reluctance to put down these thoughts that sometimes haunt my soul. Somehow, I have to find a way to let them out - what a better escape than the internet, then? An open space made for strangers to allow their truth to be told without the fear of having the whole thing blow up and create scandals. On the contrary, a forum where many are searching for fame in the midst of a boundless crowd also yearning for glitz and glamour.

To become known coms with a prize; and any celeb would admit despising the paparazzi; yet knowing that the day the world would stop caring about their every move, every new found or failed relationship, every stop-by rehab... that day, it'll mean that they stopped being important. So it's a love and hate relationship: hating the paparazzi, but being conscious that without them, they are nobody.

I don't know why I'm talking about that... is there a similarity between those people exposing themselves all over the media and someone like me, who wants to express herself freely, yet not wanting to be found and judged by those who know the "everyday me" and who might not understand my choice of expression?

That question will remain unanswered.... well, until this whole thing blows up. Until then, I will allow my stories to take life.

My next post will be a story that I'm still writing. I'm having a hard time posting the first part of it, without knowing where and how the story will end. It's rather long; well, longer than the two other stories I already posted on this blog.... Maybe I'll do it in several parts (Part I, Part II, Part III...).

To be continued....