[ What people say is often filtered, an edited statement far removed from the original virgin thought. There are very few people who speak in stream-of-consciousness, who are honest with the words that flow from conception to voice.
What Treavor says is often abbreviated, often self-interrupted. He speaks so little; Katrina knows she can fill the silences well enough, can take up space with her inane chatter, but she has the impression he exists very much in his own head. To see this change, an outpouring of words (texted! Simply input into a phone without any need for drafting, any fruitless pecking at keys!) is remarkable on its own. To know he has such beauty in him is humbling.
The best, most reliable way to learn about someone - to see how they exist in the recessive processes of their mind - is to read their writing.
How one writes is who they are.
Katrina's writing is different from her manner of speech, very different from her texting: these are faces she gives the world, the cheerful blonde, smart but not too smart. Katrina Van Tassel is as much an alias as the other names she uses. But in writing, she hones words; she carves her stories clear and defined, contrast to the nebulous motives and honesty of her protagonists. And that is her existence: sharp and clear, honest in tone, but an untrustworthy narration. She is multiple people, multiple lives, all as loyal and truthful as possible and yet still lacking certainty.
And Treavor is, apparently, calm devastation after a storm.
No, no, that's wrong. (Not entirely wrong. Mostly wrong.) He's a -
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What Treavor says is often abbreviated, often self-interrupted. He speaks so little; Katrina knows she can fill the silences well enough, can take up space with her inane chatter, but she has the impression he exists very much in his own head. To see this change, an outpouring of words (texted! Simply input into a phone without any need for drafting, any fruitless pecking at keys!) is remarkable on its own. To know he has such beauty in him is humbling.
The best, most reliable way to learn about someone - to see how they exist in the recessive processes of their mind - is to read their writing.
How one writes is who they are.
Katrina's writing is different from her manner of speech, very different from her texting: these are faces she gives the world, the cheerful blonde, smart but not too smart. Katrina Van Tassel is as much an alias as the other names she uses. But in writing, she hones words; she carves her stories clear and defined, contrast to the nebulous motives and honesty of her protagonists. And that is her existence: sharp and clear, honest in tone, but an untrustworthy narration. She is multiple people, multiple lives, all as loyal and truthful as possible and yet still lacking certainty.
And Treavor is, apparently, calm devastation after a storm.
No, no, that's wrong. (Not entirely wrong. Mostly wrong.) He's a -
She smiles.
He's a dream at the end of the world, isn't he? ]
We write ourselves into our own stories.
Are you the bird or the man?