I touched on this in a previous post about the way sex is written in gay romance novels, but I would like to expand upon my thoughts here. Good writing has at its core a kind of truth, a kind of honesty based in reality that gives the illusion of fiction substance. We are comfortable going off on flights of fancy with the writer because the writer has given us a solid launching ground, a rooting in reality and in how things really are. I expect the mess.
If anyone would like their story added, please send it in, and let me know what it is for. My dad and step mom were just extremely nosy and took my phone and read all of my texts. They confronted me about it they both hate me. I was going to come out to my mom by myself when I was comfortable my dad kept asking if I came out yet, after 2 months of not being ready he told my councilor and I then had to tell my mom. When I came out as pan to my mom I just blurt it out, and when I explained it to her she started trying to convince me that I was just confused. All of my friends were cool with it, except one of them. I came out to my drama teacher on a trip.
Tul's response and reaction to the question were so impactful. He is saying, why should we be surprised about men liking men in this day and age? It's each individual's preference as to whom they should have a relationship with. This is also made me remember White's character, Two, from Theory of Love.
As soon as I finished my exercise routine at the gym, I went to the bathroom to urinate. As I did, I thought I heard a laugh or something, but when I entered, the bathroom was empty, maybe my mind just trolled me. When I finished, I washed my hands, and taking advantage of the fact that I was alone there, I decided to take off my shirt and show my good body to take a photo that I would publish on my instagram.