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Sunday, May 10, 2009
Menage A Trois A La Mode – Notes On A Book
Category: Games
I am going to write this fucker…
It is going to be my hell and I hope you will get some laughs out of my struggle…
I feel comfortable writing about murder and death… They are old friends of mine…
I am a second generation holocaust survivor and so grew up with the whispers and not so whispers of murder…
Sex is exciting to write about… I hope that I will be able to write it and not just drift off and jerk off about it…
How much of the actual act will I be writing about?
The story is about a middle aged man who finds a corpse buried in his backyard… He does not want to tell his wife because she will be upset. He doesn’t want to tell his girlfriend because they have just started dating and it’s complicated enough trying to have an affair…
He finds out that his girlfriend is cheating on him with his wife… She is having an affair with her and they are falling in love.
There will be less of him in the bed… One night he will go to sleep in the backyard with the corpse. He might just dig a hole…
He tells his landlord and the landlord doesn’t want him stirring up shit. He goes to a cop friend who comes back and says the precinct captain doesn’t want to deal with it…
He is stuck with this corpse, even as he tries to grow tomatoes… Cannibal veggies…
I know this is a farce. Do I have the tone?
Who the fuck knows… Can I pull this one off?
This is scary stuff that excites me… This is my stuff. I get off on finding complicated fun that I try to entwine and tell a believable story about…
It starts off something like this
He dug his shovel into the ground and watched the muddy water fill up into the hole. The yard was a mess. It should probably be tested for lead…
“Oh no, more money spent I don’t have,” he thought. He began to think of her instead.
“Better not to think of her name when he was thinking of her. Better just to call her, ‘Her’ so that he won’t call out her name when he was sleeping with his wife.”
He paused. “What would happen if I called out ‘Her’ when he was sleeping with his wife?”
That would be awkward but it’s not like his wife could accuse him of thinking of someone else. She would just hear “Her”
What could “Her” mean to his wife?
It’s not like she would say,”Are you thinking of her and ignoring ‘her name’ so that you won’t say it out loud?”
If she did ask that? He felt confortable that he could ignore that question from his wife and pretend that he didn’t even understand what she just asked.
Lenny knew shit about gardening but he knew that there wasn’t supposed to be a bed in his yard. There was a bed buried in his backyard that he had to pull out coil by coil.
He told people about the bed and everybody was stunned by it. NObody could believe that a mattress was buried in the back yard.
Lenny felt he understood why it was there. Years ago. Fifty years ago, that bed was put out there, so that lovers could fuck and then sleep under the stars. The relationship broke up and the young man gave the mattress a funeral…
I think the book will start something like this… I will take ideas now
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Menage A Trois A La Mode – Notes On A Book Part 2
Category: Dreams and the Supernatural
That’s not a feral cat, that’s a mountain lion!”
He watched his wife shake her head,”Whatever the fuck it is, it has to go. The children need to get out to the yard and play. Now, put on a pair of gloves and take that box and get that fucking cat and its kittens out of our yard.”
“Can’t we just keep the mountain lion and her cubs? We could charge admission for people to look out our window and look at the zoo animals.”
Cursing from Lenny and Darlene ensued.
Lenny put his gloves on and grabbed the box. He looked at the mountain lion. It wasn’t a big mountain lion but it had sharp enough teeth… He went back in the apartment to put on a cup over his balls…
This cat was as big as his two year old. It had to be 40 pounds. Here he was trying to have a wife and family and a girlfriend and he was not about to lose his genitals to a Zoo animal… He figured he knew how to lose his genitals on his own.
{A little background on the characters, to be jammed in later at a hopefully appropriate time}
Lenny works as a tour guide to New York’s odder sites…He takes the foreign oddball to where famous murders took place, mob hangouts is a whole trip, he even hires actors and some real mob guys to be at the bars and clubhouses that he brings the tourists too.
Darlene works as a bike leader, taking groups of people on bike excursions around the city. She takes both her kids on the trips and she is in great shape.
She will have her own voice in this book and she will have some neurotic issues about food and cleanliness.
By her own voice, I mean that the characters in this book will each take turns giving their thoughts etcetera.
Spoiler Coming Next
Now one thing I’d like to experiment with is that I don’t want the main characters to know that they are having an affair with the same lady… Even after they admit to each other that they are having affairs, and that they both want each other to meet the mistress, they haven’t figured out that the woman is the same woman. That is because they see the woman differently and I haven’t decided if the woman is in fact different to them.
She is a detective from New Orleans who is trying to see if there is a link between missing people that go missing during Mardi Gras in New Orleans and missing people who disapear on New Year’s Eve in New York…
She is a big lady with great tits and appeals sexually to both Lenny and Darlene… She has a big appetite for life and love. She is not afraid of mountain cats in an urban environment.
I gotta go clean the house before the old lady comes home with the kids and some playdate…
Besides, I have only the roux to a gumbo at this point.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Menage A Trois A La Mode – Prologue
Category: Romance and Relationships
I kind of felt bad for not cheating on my wife…She just so wasn’t in the mood to have sex anymore and she insisted I go out and find a girlfriend.
There were rules… Not the usual rules I’ve heard from other husbands whose wifes didn’t mind that they had affairs…
The usual rules were things like,”Make sure you use a condom and don’t ask, don’t tell…”
My wife had a different set of rules,”See if you can find someone who will also fit into our family… See if you can find another woman who the kids can be around, and they won’t miss me.”
Are you going somewhere?” I asked.
“Look, how my brother is missing… This may be a vendetta from my Dad’s legacy… Maybe I’ll go missing too… We can slip in your girlfriend if something happens to me.”
“So, I can go out and get laid, as long as I am also looking for a wife to replace you, once you’ve gone missing.”
“Yes,” she said.
The woman was nuts from her brother’s disappearance, but who am I to argue with being allowed to go out and get laid…
Then again… Did I really want the hassle of another woman? Getting laid would be one thing, but now I was mormonizing my life. It seemed like a hassle… I also resented that the affair wasn’t my idea… My wife even had to mess with my fucking around… It seemed wrong to do anything my ballbreaker of a wife wanted me to do, even if it meant getting my rocks off…
So…
So, I pretended to go out and find a girlfriend. Why you ask? Was I scared? Dedicated to one woman? No, I’m a middle aged man with two little kids. I work all the time and I just needed a few hours a week to myself… I wanted to read a book or go to the movies myself… Fuck the hassle of yet another woman… Jerking off was doing me fine, and I considered getting one of those robot gals they have out there now…
I actually felt bad sometimes that I wasn’t cheating on my wife. She so seemed to need me to find someone else.
So, I just made up a girlfriend… I told her I was dating the girl of my dreams… I made up fantasies about her and told my wife she was a perfect replacement for her if she were to go missing… It took me hours to dream up this lady.
It became a job thinking about the little details of this fantasy. It would have been easier to just go out and get laid.
Eventually, I had enough details of Bee Bee “laid out” and I told her everything was in place if in the event my wife were to disappear.
My wife became excited and told me she wanted to meet Bee Bee… She also wanted me to take the kids out on a date with Bee Bee…
Now, I had to act quick and find the woman I had made up…
Wouldn’t you know it… She walked into my life the next day… And this is that strange but true story…
