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On making it special - by eliza mclamb - words from eliza

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The last date I went on with myself happened by default — I had planned to go with a friend who I was trying desperately to make a lover, and they backed out on me last-minute. That night, I had planned to bring my book to the bar mostly as a prop, strategically arriving ten minutes early, allowing them to come up behind me and tap me on the shoulder. Then, I imagined, I would turn around, allowing them to glimpse just past my shoulder (and the delicate snatch of hair that fell flawlessly upon it) at the open book illuminated by flickering candlelight. She’s so smart, they would think, before sidling up in the seat beside me, our ankles brushing together beneath the bar. This is the kind of romance I concocted for someone who, in the end (and from the beginning), really just thought I was a bit amusing and liked to casually flirt with no intention. words from eliza is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber.

On making it special eliza mclamb Jan 05, 2024 535 27 44 Share Last night, I took myself on a date for the first time in two years or so. The last date I went on with myself happened by default — I had planned to go with a friend who I was trying desperately to make a lover, and they backed out on me last-minute. That night, I had planned to bring my book to the bar mostly as a prop, strategically arriving ten minutes early, allowing them to come up behind me and tap me on the shoulder. Then, I imagined, I would turn around, allowing them to glimpse just past my shoulder (and the delicate snat

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