Be they good or bad, silly or angsty, an ensemble event or a “me, myself and I” trio, the most experienced of authors not only devour all the emotions this grand old life sends their way, but they record them. Each nuance, each flavor, each bitter or sweet note is filed away for further study and later extrapolation.
Believe it or not, writers don’t actually feel everything they write when they write it.
Case in point: The orgasmic delight of John and Robin’s first time more than likely did not occur in John’s bed but instead in Great Aunt Wilma’s kitchen one dark December night when the diet went out the window and the truffles marched merrily in.
Bottom line: Taste life and take note, my friends.