The Search for Literary Merit

She always wished for her life to be a novel, with an articulate flowing narrative. And it was at this moment, lying quietly at the close of the day, that she finally realized why: as a novel, there must be some sort of applicable plot and a defining moment where all the chaos just makes sense. As a character, her mere presence in the novel guarantees a certain degree of recognizable purpose. Her life would suddenly become this constructed and intentional thing, brimming with the possibility of being understood. Even now as she fantasizes about the words such a book would hold, her thoughts are formatted and wistfully spoken from the typed print of crisp pages.