A couple months ago, I went out with a guy who was sweet as can be. He was intelligent beyond belief and works to inspire children to find their creative side. He published books and completed reviews on shows and other works published. He was encouraging on my works can genuinely was a good guy. Another writer Stephanie? Do you EVER LEARN? Is that why you are writing about him? You usually write about destruction. Did he flip a table? Did he turn out to be a third tier drug dealer? Lead the mafia? Did he forget to tell you of his 14 chitlins? No. He was one of the handful that I talked to that my best friend first. Here we go. Charleston is a much smaller town then it seems..... I've just never wanted to be someone's sloppy seconds. It's not that I'm not aware he's talked to girls before me-- I know, but I just don't want it to be someone I live with. I couldn't bare foot it to be the person I trust all my secrets with and date alongside. It feels like a competition I won't win. On our first date, we met at a very literary place, Poe's on Sullivan's Island. Yes, an Edgar Allan Poe themed restaurant. It's not at all cheesy and they have the best cheddar bacon fries in Charleston. One could get lost in the bathroom because the wallpaper is composed of his works. Poems and short stories plastered from ceiling to tile; any fan is in heaven This was the perfect place for two writers to meet. But, I knew this was going nowhere. Of the ones that came before him, they ruined any hope I could have in dating someone that had previously talked to her. This is a really really big world; it's a mad world to according to Gary Jules. My insecurities wouldn't let it go that his subconscious or even worse, conscious would linger back to her and "what if." So, I did what I do best and created distance. I was pleasant, but not flirty or in pursuit of anything this could be. Then, as escape route 7, I informed him I was moving. The message I recieved was something I could have never expected. "Well, I’m guessing since I have heard from ya that you don’t want to go out again 😞Regardless, it was really great meeting you. You seem like an amazing person.And even though I was being 100% honest when I said it before, I will repeat the sentiment without the possibility of kissing you: Your poetry is legit exceptional. I hope you at least consider submitting it to some major/paying publications in the future. Good luck in Spain. I’ll be around if you ever want to chat, especially if it’s about writing ✍️" This saying encounter had no hard feelings or dark endings that resulted in a heart beating in box but.... I couldn't resist making a dessert symbolizing one of my favorite Poe Poem.... Slice off the top of the cupcakeFrost (not Robert, we're talking about Poe here) underneathCut a tell tale heart out of the "top's" centerReplace onto cupcake and dust with an errie element of powdered sugar
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It ALWAYS feels fantastic to read Chef Steph's Connection Casualties and I find them as sweet as they are. But the thing is there's no doubt I want to write like this. The union of DATES and CAKES in your blogs is what makes this site SPARKLE and OUTSTANDING. Thank you Miss Stephanie for the post. I really would like to find myself reading one of your best works published in the world!
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2/4/2019 05:04:47 am
Sagar, I cannot tell you how delighted I am by this comment! You really think it sparkles?! Thank you so much! Ohhhh, your blog can totally be that too! You possess so much creativity-- keep with it and thanks for reading:))
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2/5/2019 06:14:55 pm
Ingenious? Come on now, Segar.... that's a little much ? Thanks so much and good luck to you on yours! I keep up with you on medium
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