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It Never Quite Goes Away

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This past PROMPTuesday, I wrote a little snippet about someone hiding under my bed. In the story, this person was an undesirable someone. A someone you’d most definitely NOT want to find lurking under your bed.

 

And it really happened.

 

A lot really happened those 12 years ago, stuff that I’m going to write about now. I’ve written about it before — in appeals to the police, my apartment manager, credit bureaus, but I’m hoping this time, the story loses its impact and immediacy. It’d be about time.

 

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In the Beginning….

 

I first saw him in a bar on Fairfax in West Hollywood. I’d just moved from Chicago and a vanilla relationship and I often painted the town, trying to shake out years of boredom with the wrong person. I stood at the bar, and nudged my friend when I made eye contact with a startingly blue-eyed tall man from across the way. Intensity burned in his gaze, a fire I now know was fueled by crazy, but at the time, he was different, alien to all I’d known in Chicago, and that was all I needed.

 

A few minutes later he made his way beside me and ordered a beer. I passed it to him from the bartender and he and I began to talk. I learned that he was an artist, wanted to make a movie called “Acirema,” (“America” spelled backwards), shot entirely in infrared, using dwarf actors. I know. But at the time, it sounded Lynchesque and brilliant and so L.A. that I went along for the ride.

 

We ended up at his place an hour later, a studio apartment just around the corner from the bar. My friend and her boyfriend were waiting for me, so I made my visit quick. Just enough time to check out his artwork and receive a multitude of stolen kisses. His apartment suffered under a coat of dark green paint, punctuated with the infinity symbol splotched across the walls, and even drawn on the windows. A single mattress lay on the floor and books wound their way in serpentine, double-helix patterns between strewn clothes and paint supplies. Large canvasses slanted against every wall, looking vaguely Pollock-like, with a dash of Picasso.

 

 

My creative heart nearly burst. Why, here there be books! Art! Weird symbols on the walls! What more did I need to know? Turns out there was quite a bit more, as you might guess. But that came later.

 

{{I’m sorry…but this must be continued…not on purpose…but I’ve got to wrangle me some peanut butter-wielding kids… I do want to publish what I have though, because if I don’t, I may never write it at all}}

 

Part II Here

Part III Here.

 

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June 27, 2008 · 21 Comments

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  1. pajama momma says

    June 27, 2008 at 2:24 pm

    Now that was just darn right ornery. I was just getting ready to put my pj’s on and pop some popcorn and *POOF story over

    dang girlfriend, this sounds like the intro to a horror flick

    Reply
  2. Melanie says

    June 27, 2008 at 3:24 pm

    This is like the “Who Shot JR” episode of Dallas! Talk about leavin’ em hanging!

    Reply
  3. Jenn @ Juggling Life says

    June 27, 2008 at 3:59 pm

    Waiting . . .

    Reply
  4. Cheri @ Blog This Mom! says

    June 27, 2008 at 4:12 pm

    Oh, for Gawd’s sake, can’t they clean up their own peanut butter? COME BACK TO YOUR KEYBOARD THIS INSTANT!

    You are incredible.

    Reply
  5. Steph says

    June 27, 2008 at 4:16 pm

    You and me? We’re downass homies 4 lyfe and all, but we have to talk about this to be continued thing you do.

    I have literary blue balls, yo.

    Reply
  6. slouching mom says

    June 27, 2008 at 5:47 pm

    WOW.

    Hurry up and post the next installment, girl.

    Reply
  7. Karen says

    June 28, 2008 at 4:15 am

    Gah. So unfair. Where’s the rest? You need a dog. They are really good at cleaning up peanut butter so you can spend more time writing. I have two, I’ll send one to you, I totally don’t mind. Do you prefer large or small?

    Reply
  8. manager mom says

    June 28, 2008 at 4:35 pm

    This is so cool… kudos for you to writing all of this, and double for sharing!

    Reply
  9. Da Goddess says

    June 28, 2008 at 8:58 pm

    I remember the start of this story from long ago.

    Reply
  10. Clink says

    June 29, 2008 at 12:19 pm

    Ok I am hooked…

    Reply

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