Well he asked me what I was passionate about and I said writing, I’m a writer, and he asked me what I like to write about and I said oh, you know, everything, people mainly, the strangers I meet, the stories they tell, the tangled webs we weave, and he said tell me, where do you meet these strange people with all their fascinating stories? and I said honestly? in pubs, usually, and I laughed and then he laughed and he had such a fucking great laugh, and then he said well I’m a stranger that you’ve met in the pub, aren’t I? and I said yes but you haven’t done anything fascinating yet and he said oh don’t worry about that, beautiful, I’ll give you something to write about, and we laughed and smoked and finished our drinks too quickly and then I got in his car
Originally published by The Magic Black Book entitled Stranger Danger (?)
Also published on Hijacked Amygdala here.