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We met at a little dive in Honolulu. Another Navy guy, Sam Kelly - we'd both lost brothers at Pearl Harbor when the West Virginia went down under a rain of Japanese bombs.
Local girls lined the street. We ignored them. I had a room, a sanctuary from the navy. It had a table, a chair, a lamp, a hard mattress. We didn't notice how hard the mattress was, that day.
I shipped out next day. Years later, I found Sam's name on the roster of dead for PT 109 - sliced in half by a Japanese destroyer in 1943.
Connie, that's EXACTLY what I thought when I saw that picture!
Deb, ouch. And awwww. And -- they're so pretty, aren't they?
Everyone else is so in focus and he's the only kid and he's not completely blurry. I may have been watching too much "Most Haunted" on the Travel Channel.
I third Steph and Connie. I had a ghost drabble all ready. Must think now.
Hrm.
Well, I haven't even looked at the pictures yet and I can tell I'm going to like them just from the drabbles they've inspired. Oh, and I think Deena has been channeling Kara a leetle too much.
Oh, and I think Deena has been channeling Kara a leetle too much.
Where do you think Kara gets all her evil goodness from? She is so very much her mother's daughter.
Huh. I have apparently sold a novel-length thing.
A lot folks in this thread will be going "WTF?" Especially when they hear that I had utterly forgotten that I had submitted the thing.
Type it. Mail it. Forget it.
I took this advice too literally. I honestly had to go back to early 2005 files and read the thing again, so I could get current with the discussion.
Anyway. The dollars are green. The thing is going to be printed. My actual human name will be on the spine.
All of that is probably good.
O, say ... 300 pages.
Badda-
boom.
Try the veal.
The book is about what my thinking was, about a year ago, on why men seek women.
