on several occasions, i have found myself stepping back from my life and saying, 'huh, it feels a little bit like i'm living in a soap opera right now.' granted, i don't think i'd ever truly claimed that as i have yet to become pregnant and have doubts as to who the father is.
currently i am taking a screenwriting class and i read every week about how to throw your character into situations that stretch them to their limit, and i feel like the one difference between my life and the life of my character is that i know how it will all turn out for my character. so it's made me wonder. is my life a compelling drama because i can't live without the plot and conflict that only story can provide? am i so afraid of a mundane life that i continually make decisions to throw things up in the air and test the shark-ridden waters? is that why i'm so attracted to telling stories? i've never been one for generating drama and i will admit to avoiding conflict; yet it follows me. perhaps i really do desire a story out of my life.