Some people are convinced that
the childhood voices of our siblings are the ones that keep hanging
about us so heavily when we get older. Reminding us when we've gotten
too big for our britches. A lot of people say it's our parents. Or
But introverts are their own best bullies, and, for them, these voices come from anywhere or nowhere at all.
me, one childhood voice that followed me into adolescence and even
adulthood came from a staff writer for The Atlanta Journal
Constitution. I know she didn't mean it.
I was nine
years old and I was reading the Sunday paper. I needed to know things. In the Lifestyle section, I came across
an article entitled: "What your name says about you
." Subtitle: "The first impression you don't even know you're making." There was a brief lead in paragraph followed by a list.
A strange thing started happening when I turned 30. I started making
female friends. I mean some real, true female friends. It’s not that I
didn’t have any female friends before — it’s just that I didn’t have
many. And even the ones I did have. I only shared so much. Our
friendship only went so far.
This might be a problem. When I write GET BETTER,
I have to develop a relationship between Traysie’s character and her
best friend from college, and I’m not sure where to start. My sample was
so small — I might need some relationship advice.
Or maybe I won’t. Maybe an absence of female friendships in high
school and college, and a rediscovery of female friendships after 30, is
as good a place to start as any. Maybe Traysie’s character is kind of
Maybe, when she was in 6th grade, she had these two close friends.