A Script from a Novel…

I’ve been doing a lot of reading over the past few weeks and thought I’d share a few scripts from a few.

“I am going to prove that I’m not an idiot. I am going to bring my A game and do well on my next exam. They didn’t want to treat me differently from everyone at school because then everyone would want to be treated differently. When I get a degree in math or physics, I will be able to get a job and earn lots of money and be able to pay someone who can look after me and cook my meals and wash my clothes.”

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“And I remember that night I just cried and cried and cried and your father was really nice about it at risk and he made you dinner and put you to bed. But I said I couldn’t take it anymore and then he got really mad and told me I was being stupid and said I should pull myself together and then I hit him. We had a lot of arguments like that. Your father is really patient but I’m not. And by the end, we stopped talking because we knew it would always end up in a argument and go nowhere. That was when I started spending a lot of time with Peter.”

“When you look at the sky you know you are looking at stars which hundred and thousands of light years away. Some of the stars don’t exist because their light has taken so long to get to us that they are already dead, or have exploded and collapsed.”

“Where do old cars go? Do they head to the junkyard and disappear into pieces of metal scraps or are they repurposed and converted into old fancy limousines? I knew a lady in San Jose. They called her Lolita. She’s always dreamt of being swept away in a long, sleek, black shiny limousine with a license plate that read San Jose Limo. She saw the name many times in her dreams. One day it was to become reality.”

“I listened to the sounds in the garden and then I could hear a bird singing and the traffic noise which was like the tidal wave on a beach and I could hear someone playing music and children shouting and laughing. I looked at the sky a lot. I like looking up at the sky in the garden at night.”