[fiction] Interstate

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"'Suddenly, I heard a tapping, as of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.' You heard me rapping, right?"

I turned away from the beating that followed, wondering when cynicism had corroded even the honest, if desperate, pleasures of the previous decade. There was nothing outre` in the latest office, and even the de rigeur Happy Couple portrait was from a family holiday and not some clubwear soiree. Not yet a Company Man, but inching that way as inexorably as a glacier, and preparing to calve.

Things in my own past seemed hazy and midly surreal; like a movie seen at three in the morning after driving nineteen hours. Hodgepodge of the mundane and the exceptional, all muddled and blurred like old chutney in a forgotten pantry.

By the time "Interstate Love Song" signalled another bad guy's demise, the movie was all but forgotten as background noise as he pored over tomorrow's projects.

"There ain't no coming back. There ain't no coming back."


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Next word, folks?


[incidentally, running five miles in full Crow regalia, including leather jacket, and singing that song the whole way is really fucking hard.]

Comments

[thefeline.livejournal.com]

Invisible sharks :)

[etcet.livejournal.com]

Have you seen the footage on CNN about the HUGE PODS of sharks about fifty feet of Juno Beach? Dooooooood!

I so wanna go snorkeling out there.

[thefeline.livejournal.com]

Nooo...I haven't. Sp00ky! ;)

[angel-renewed.livejournal.com]

swords...

[etcet.livejournal.com]

If I wasn't a man of my word, I'd be full of swordy love tomorrow. as it is, i have to take the request from the peanut gallery first. ;-)

[angel-renewed.livejournal.com]

Blast.

I was slow on the trigger...

[etcet.livejournal.com]

No, the peanut gallery is the other hot blonde in this thread.

No, the -other- other hot blonde. *G*

[mighty-man.livejournal.com]

I think you're obligated to do "swords" as Invisible Sharks is two words. IIRC you disallowed that on the first day.