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I read three quarters of a story called “Opposites Attract” on Nifty today.  One sentence the author wrote — something like “bits of electronics that would have one day become a computer” — made me suspect that he was writing a story we’ve all heard before.  A little bit later, the non-POV character mentioned that he had a medical condition that got him out of gym class.  That further solidified my suspicion.  Cole is going to die of a disease that has prevented him from maturing normally.  Freak the Mighty and The Cure were the same story.  Physically powerful, mentally average loner boy meets mentally gifted, spirited, puny boy.  Puny boy shows bigger boy how to live, then dies.  I’m fairly certain that is what is going to happen.

I would like to see a story (or write it myself) where that doesn’t happen.  Or rather where the opposite happens.  The bigger boy somehow manages to save the puny boy, perhaps at great cost to himself, so that the puny boy with the incredible brain doesn’t live a short life who’s only purpose was to be an influential memory for others.

Meh.  It’s an idea.


So yeah, I was wrong.  They totally just did the deed, rolled over and went to sleep.  How…disappointing.  ;)  Just shows you that I read WAY too far into a stray tense.  Nifty really is not the place for me…

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It’s been a long time since I wrote anything here.  And while plenty has happened, I feel like there really isn’t any story to tell.

I’m fairly certain that last Wednesday was the last day I’ll ever see the tray taker boy, since the busy season is pretty much over now.  I’ve been in the Chase Room at The Restaurant for almost all of my recent shifts, which is nice since it’s a more calm room and I get tips from the bar.

I spent the last few days with my father’s side of the family up north.  My father’s brother’s only son’s family wasn’t there (they have four boys).  Only Lucy and her little sister for children.  They were great to have around.  I tried my best to be sociable with Lucy, who is now 10, as sort of practice.  I wasn’t that good at it.

And I just spent $500 on a new television.  I’m a spending junkie.  (And now my credit card is frozen because the bank is afraid of fraud after such a large purchase.)  I need to start making more money.  And I will soon, but I just sent myself further into the hole that I first must dig myself out of.

Today, while browsing Nifty, I came across a story title that felt like the first line to a poem.  So I tried to write the poem.  The line was “And then there was Joshua and Joseph.”  I corrected the grammar for my poem.

And then there were Joshua and Joseph,
Two boys of speechless wonder.
Their hearts beat furious and frantic
Within their narrow breasts.
Restless eyes failed to meet

And that’s all I could come up with.  Clearly, I am no poet.  But I’ve known that for a long time.

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