The “No Love Signs” Sign as Metaphor

To start: for most of 2017, I lived in Vermont. And as such, I never stopped following Vermont people on Twitter.

Sometime in 2018, a writer I met during my time in Vermont, Rick Agran, posted a photo of this sign that hung from a post in the town of Plainfield: NO LOVE SIGNS. It looked like an official town sign. This was in response to a smattering of hand-drawn signage that said LOVE popping up all over town.

 

Photo credit: some brave Vermonter who should absolutely contact me to claim this

 

Who would say no to love signs? It seems that in this day and age, we need more signs of love, not less.

I became completely obsessed with the sign, and the fight over love signs. It turned out, the official-looking NO LOVE SIGNS sign was made by an artist, not put up by town officials. At some point on Twitter, Erica Heilman, the host of the amazing podcast Rumble Strip, got involved. I told her No Love Signs sounded like a podcast about love. About the confusion and the mixed messages and the often incorrect assumption that love is something we all want all of the time and we just keep messing it up for ourselves and everyone else?

Lord knows, I’ve messed it up for myself.

Why are so many of my gorgeous, super smart, lovely, open, and successful friends failing at dating?

Whose the one with the problem? Me? Them? American culture?

Why is the offer of love so often met with a no?

 

Are you:

*Over 40, slightly under 40, way over 40?

*Struggling to find love, to keep love, or wanting love to just go away?

*Angry and over-it-all?

*In need of an expansive definition of love that is inclusive of all races/genders/sexualities and is poly-friendly and trauma-informed?

*Interested in having Mo Daviau, author of the novel Every Anxious Wave, tell you what she thinks you should do?

 

Mo is here to help!

 

About me:

Mo in Vermont

 

I’m a writer who has lived in Portland since 2014 (minus those months in Vermont in 2017). I’m the author of a novel, Every Anxious Wave, as well as a number of essays that have appeared in Nailed, The Toast, and The Offing, among other places. I’m over 40, so am at least somewhat wise, divorced, an abuse survivor, and have been to therapy more than a few times.

 

Do you want some advice? Hit me up: nolovesigns@gmail.com