The Perspectives
There is something wonderfully dangerous about telling the same story twice. Especially when the story involves sex, love, transgressions, and two people who are absolutely convinced they remember what happened and know what they want.
A man remembers sex as a promise. A lady remembers sex as pleasure. He remembers the night he picked her up. She remembers the night she chose to have casual sex.
Neither is lying. That’s the trouble with perspectives. We tend to believe that two people who share a bed and a life also share the same memories.
They don’t.
The Secret Diary of a Good Wife and The Intimate Confessions of a Lustful Husband are two stories woven into a single sigil. Sometimes they complement each other. Sometimes they contradict each other. And sometimes one reveals something that changes the meaning of everything the other has already told you.
Together, they constitute a single operation.
I don’t intend to tell you which one is right, or which one is wrong. Which one is true, or which one is false. And I definitely won't tell you which parts are mine and which belong to someone else.
In fact, I dare you to change your mind about both of them. More than once. Because this isn’t a story about a Good Wife and a Lustful Husband. Or a Faithful Husband and a Wicked Wife. Or a Pure Wife and a Pervert Husband. Or Clair and Daniel.
It’s a story about two people trying to accept desire, freedom, and each other.
So here’s my invitation. Read both stories. Believe both. Question both. Then question yourself.
And remember that the most important part of a story is sometimes the part after it ends.
Eva Marvelove — Scarlet Scribe 93/9