With friends like these, who needs enemies.

It’s true what Brad said about the essence of your story being the one thing you don’t want to talk about.

Tonight, I realized who my mentor is. For those of you who aren’t familiar with Joseph Campbell and the “Hero’s Journey,” the mentor is the person or thing that propels the hero through the story.

My mentor happens to be the one person I try to avoid talking about the most. He was my, for lack of a more accurately definitive word, friend. And he was more than my friend. I’ve never wanted to kill off a character from my own story so much in my entire life.

Before tonight I had been struggling with not only who my mentor was, but also what my story was really about. The reason I was so hesitant to admit it in the first place, was because I didn’t want the story to be about him. And indeed many of my scenes center around him, or things I’ve learned from him. But in the grand scheme of things, it’s not about him. It’s about my acceptance of the huge role he played in my life. In reality he’ll probably never read it anyway.

Of course now the scenes are falling perfectly into place.

Damn it.