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Narrators on the Loose |
| Written by Robert Black | |
| Wednesday, 06 February 2008 | |
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He felt the tears come; he could not stop them. I mustn’t cry, he thought, I must not give them the satisfaction. But, he did cry. He cried for this and for all the previous things they had done to him. No, he didn’t cry. He was just pissed. The previous narrator thought he had cried, but he didn’t. Instead he took out his sawed-off shot-gun and blasted them to – Excuse me, what are you doing? What? What are you doing? I was narrating this story, first paragraph, and you then you nudge yourself in it. It’s not cool, man. Please, go away. And if I don’t? what ju gonna do? Cry me to death? Huh? You are being stupid man. Just go. And let you narrate this? ****, no! “He felt the tears come…” yeah right. You are making the character sound like a damn *****. Why don’t you say he had his period too? Man, you don’t know what you are talking about. So what if the protagonist cried? It shows character. Emotion. The character’s feelings are important to the development of- BRRRR. That’s me puking. There’s your emotion! I am not going to take this. Robert. Robert? Robert! Hey, Robert, what’s this man? Can you kick this guy out? Robert? He can’t hear you. Why? How the hell should I know? Robert? Hey, man, are you there? Maybe he is on drugs again. I thought he quit using a long time ago. Who the hell knows. Perhaps, he is drunk. Screw him. We don’t need him anyhow. Yeah man. Who can work like this? Whenever we need him, we can’t get hold of him. **** it. Maybe we should strike. Join the union or something. They should know. We have a union? Sure, the Short Story Narrators Union. Let’s do that. Hey, what do you say we go get a couple of beers? I’m buying. Sounds good. Hey, Listen to this, this is a good one, “Two narrators walk in a bar…” Copyright 2008 Robert Black |
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