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Love: glossary of associated terms

Summary:

This is a love story.

(parts of it)

Chapter 1

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

 

Love has two affirmations. First of all, when the lover encounters the other, there is an immediate affirmation (psychologically: dazzlement, enthusiasm, exaltation, mad projection of a fulfilled future: I am devoured by desire, the impulse to be happy): I say yes to everything (blinding myself). There follows a long tunnel: my first yes is riddled by doubts, love’s value is ceaselessly threatened by depreciation: this is the moment of melancholy passion, the rising of resentment and oblation. Yet I can emerge from this tunnel; I can ‘surmount,’ without liquidating; what I have affirmed a first time, I can once again affirm, without repeating it, for then what I affirm is the affirmation, not its contingency. I affirm the first encounter in its difference, I desire its return, not its repetition. I say to the other (old or new): Let us begin again.

― Roland BarthesA Lover's Discourse: Fragments

 

 


 

Author’s note: Welcome to «Love». You can read this story in many ways, from beginning to end, from end to beginning, in alphabetical order, in chronological order, randomly picking chapters, or in whichever order you’d like. You can explore, dismember and reconstruct it as you please. Of course, there’s a logical order to it but it’s up to you, dear reader, to discover that. Above all things, this is a love story or that’s the term that fits it the most, it can be also called a story about love; it can be an ode, a piece of poetry, a letter, or maybe a puzzle but underneath it all, it’s a story. Their story.

 

 

 

 

Notes:

Hi, hello!
It's been a while I know. Let me tell you that I've been through a long writer's block, figuring what to write next and frustrating when something that used to bring joy became a burden, in the end, I figured that it wasn't about the "what" but "how". I had to deconstruct my own writing, chop it and slice it until I discovered a new way to write again.
This isn't only a love story, it's a love letter to my writing, my craft. I've written this in the most whimsical way I could, as it pleased me, and I'm very content with that.
Of course, I'm not a pioneer here since this is inspired by some of my favorite things that are either fragmented or non-chronological such as Julio Cortázar's writing, Alejandra Pizarnik's poetry, a novel called "Soundtrack" written by Bolivian author Camila Urioste, Roland Barthes' "A Lover's Discourse" which was also the book I used for my final presentation in college before graduating (and it's been quoted here), "Fleabag" that gave me the summary, and my favorite movie (500) Days of Summer.
Without further to say, please enjoy this piece of writing in its splendor, confusing and all, I hope all the ends meet and you find what you've been looking for (or not) while reading it.

the lovely lyv made a playlist for the story, give it a listen while you're here...

As always, you can find me on social media if you want to discuss, theorize or just scream with me...

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Thank you for reading it.

-Alber