The Rules of Sight (A Short Story)
The Rules of Sight (A Short Story)
Will I Speak at Your Wedding? Hmmmm.....
<p>I must be a low-down, dirty misanthropist, apparently. I must hate humankind; I must stomp out rainbows and kick small dogs in the stomach. I must kill innocent children; I must cheat at Monopoly; I must steal medicine from the elderly and hate America. Why?
Dear Women,<br /><br />If you've ever said, "Don't think I'm going to be an easy lay," to a man, please listen, and listen <strong>good</strong>.<br />
Basically, I'd like to see if I should continue this play I'm working on.<br /><br />I'd like your thoughts, as well as anything in particular you feel is strange or uninteresting about this scene.<br /><br />Thanks in advance,<br />Nick<br /><br /><br /><strong>love, lest you find yourself suicidal</strong><br /><br /><strong><br />Scene 1</strong>
Fill in the blank...think one-word madlibs<br /><br />(Ethnicity) ________________________<br /><br /><br />Now go on.<br /><br /><br /><strong>Fable-Press</strong><br /><br />An old writer sits at his typewriter. His last book.<br /><br />After twenty long hours of crumpled papers and angry typing, he comes to his conclusion.<br />