Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Chapter 5

It's late, but I thought I'd try to get in some writing before I go to bed. I finished putting three new poems on the computer, and got interrupted in the middle of each one by Donna asking me to come in the living room to see something on T.V., so it won't surprise me if she interrupts me while I'm writing this.

I just finished watching The Housewives of someplace or other.

I was interrupted by my girlfriend to come see something on the web - a Saturday Night Live skit called Goth Talk, where the Budweiser Frogs came on and beat up the two Goth kids. I'm not quite sure what the point of it was. But now I'm back, and I'd like to try to get back to what I was thinking.

I just finished watching MTV's old show Loveline online, and there was this kid who called in who said he was eighteen and was dating a fourteen-year-old, but that when he was ten, he was dating and having sex with a fifteen-year-old girl. How bizarre is that? I'm wondering if maybe I shouldn't make it so Michel was in a similar situation as the kid who called in. That would open it up for something I had been thinking about regarding Michel's character anyway.

I know I said we weren't going to delve into Michel's past, but this would help explain some things I think I'll do in the future with Michel. Of course, now I've probably foreshadowed way too much, so I might as well get to the point. Michel and Sarah don't quite work out. That doesn't mean we won't go back to them and discover more about their relationship, because we will, but let's face it, they don't work out. This leaves Michel a bachelor longer than he had planned, even after he gets a novel published. He eventually buys a modest house in a small town, away from any kind of hassles, with only one neighbor.

But it looks like you'll have to learn more about this neighbor later, as well as some other characters I wanted to introduce you to, because Donna came back here and announced that she was going outside, and did I care to join her. Translation: "Come outside with me." So, I'll go, and return to this later. I wish she would hang out with that new friend of hers more often.

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