Falling In Love

I don't fall in love with the way someone looks. I don't get a massive crush on a man's physique

I don't care what colour his hair is, his eyes, what clothes he likes, what music he's into (except Coldplay, obviously. Will not tolerate Coldplay under any circumstances).

I am a writer. Writing is what makes me happy. Reading makes me feel whole.

I fall in love with words.

I have been madly in love with Jack Kerouac for twenty years (he's been dead for forty; it doesn't matter).

I develop massive crushes on men who are able to hold up their end of a conversation. I lust after bloggers who are able to write; I don't care what they write about, they just have to be good at it.

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