... but then at some point you realize, yes, OK, sure, maybe it's about that, but it's also really about something else, something you weren't aware of (not consciously).
A while back I had the realization that, to a large degree, my novel is about forgiveness. Forgiving others. Forgiving yourself. Forgiving the past as well as the present.
Today I was reading this review of Ethel Rohan's Hard to Say (a fantastic book, by the way) and I came across this quote from Peter Ustinov: "Love is an act of endless forgiveness."
I almost fell out of my chair. My god. That's what my book is really about.