Liz - My Commentary

OK, this story is a bit of a downer. I wanted to write something about the importance of knowing a person, especially in a sexual situation. The anonymous fuck is a common fantasy, but it doesn't really work much beyond simple fantasy, I think.

To illustrate the point, I gave Liz a lot more baggage than the ordinary person. This is a person who would be hard to "just fuck." I let the narrator get further and further, but only in conjunction with learning more and more about Liz. And, of course, by the time he learns all the sleazy truth, he can't think of her as a sex object any more.

The nice thing about having all Liz's baggage, it gave me more psychological stuff to play with to account for some of Liz's odd behavior. She behaves more sexual than an ordinary woman would, especially to strangers. Yet she doesn't carry through with the sexual signals she puts out.

I made the narrator an alcoholic, which maybe was a mistake, but it gave him an excuse to be somewhat clueless through most of the story.

I wrote this story very quickly, pounding out most of it in one sitting. I'll admit, I was a little depressed when I started writing, and writing this thing did not do much to snap me out of the mood. It was a hard story for me to come back and finish. I didn't really want to get back into that bad mood, but I almost had to in order to work on it.

Thank goodness it's over now! It may be time to write something stupid and brainless.