Daily Writing Prompt: Share a story about someone who had a positive impact on your life.
I have lived a life where most of my time was spent in politics and
that means that almost all of the relationships I was in were purely
There were few to almost no individuals that I was acquainted with
had anything to say to me or do with me unless there was something to be gained for
them in the way of information or connections.
I never took it personally because they all did that to each other and this is the reason why
– no matter what day job I held, no matter what cause I volunteered
my time to, I have been always and foremost been a writer.
So every single time my political acquaintances opened their mouths, every time they
screwed each other or me I noted it down in my journal and sure enough when you
write the stories I write you’re going to have a buffet of ideas to fill your plate from.
I did pay a price for gorging my creative beast’s hunger in the life I used to live.
I wasn’t involved in a single relationship where I didn’t have to ask myself what the
other person wanted. When I saw an email or a text or their number popped up on my
phone I would make a game out of it-‘what now sly little fox ‘I used to say.
Besides the inspiration for stories about corruption of the human soul, in return I
learned a valuable lesson and I suppose you could say a positive lesson from these transactional relationships:
Monsters aren’t always stitched together from the corpses of the dead, ghosts don’t
haunt graveyards and houses and Evil doesn’t work it’s way into your soul and darken it
because the Devil made it happen.
Like I said, I spent years in transactional relationships and everybody, including myself
were in those relationships because we wanted something out of each other. The thing
is, I wanted something entirely different and I got it.
What now, sly fox.