Hazel Grace and Augustus Waters in Amsterdam.

The Fault in Our Stars & [the inevitability of suffering]

Prolouge:

There is a way becoming distorts you. It is the same way your muscles shred when you grow, how the seed dies in the soil before it begins to germinate. Becoming a writer, being pushed into the darkness of moist soil waiting to grow, has come with many unexpected occurrences. There is this weird thing I have been doing recently where I force myself to write…