I read this wonderful post over on The Rejectionist right after reading Nova Ren Suma’s “What Haunted You at 17” blog series which celebrated the release of her book 17 & Gone, and I realized that I am terrible about leaving. I hate leaving: places, people, times of my life. Every time I think about how I’ve drifted away from someone I really cared about, it leaves me on the verge of tears. Forums I used to be on haunt me. Things I used to do, like running cross country make me sad I stopped, even though it was the best decision for me at the time.
Even if this post bores you, you should absolutely go and read the ones I linked to and talked about, because they’re practically beautiful shorts stories in and of themselves.
In many ways I agree with what her R-ness says in that post, and the stories in the Haunted at 17″ series say a lot to back it up.
What about you? Is leaving important to achievement? Does it make for good stories? Should we be spending less time on the internet these days and more doing things for real?