Bitter by Lara Matar
Over the course of 2018, a select group of young writers was invited to take part in a year-long writing program at the Story Factory. Their goal was to produce not just a fistful of poems, or a story, or a script, but a fully realised novella. The volunteers working with our budding novelists were there not so much as tutors but as mentors and peers, offering help and support while writing a novella of their own. This is one of the novellas produced in these workshops.
Lara Matar is 16 years old.
Print ISBN: 978-0-6482438-7-8
“You don’t believe in love? That’s stupid.”
“What do you mean stupid?”
“Idiotic, dumb, silly. Stupid. Love isn’t romantic. You feel love when you look at your family; when you look at your friends, not just some piece of ass. Romantic love stupid – you can’t say that you haven’t felt it when I hear you talk about your family.”
“C’mon, Jem, you know that that isn’t the love I’m talking about. I mean within rel—"
“Then how would you define love?”
Jihun Kim’s goal at the coffee house was to finish his work. Mina Masadopa’s goal, apparently, was to piss him off.