I don't think writers change the past any more than other people do, except in so far as we may mine our lives and change things for fictional use.
Marge PiercyLove says, mine. Love says, I could eat you up. Love says, stay as you are, be my own private thing, don't you dare have ideas I don't share. Love has just got to gobble the other, bones and all, crunch. I don't want to do that. I sure don't want it done to me!
Marge Piercy