Tuesday, March 16, 2021

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Chapter 15:  A Private Message

     Some films are like you're on a drug or something. . . .
     Kodachrome had more poetry in it, a softness, an elegance.
                                                —Steve McCurry

I spent quite the evening with
Edward last night (intimations 
of evening lasting through 
the night are, rest assured, 
more wishful thinking 
than intentional).  [The 
screen fades to a 
pale gray as the 
next scene opens
to a bright and
busy café strewn
with overly fluffy
sofas, chairs and
bean bags.  After 
a few stark moments 
of hubbub in black and 
white, in the entire establish-
ment is suddenly awash in 
awash in the colors of
Kodachrome.]

Narrator:  If, for a moment, we were to presently flashforward  
               to the beginning of our story, we’d see a young man 
               walking onto a blank, letter-sized page, the city of  
               his calling, heretofore clean of both his life and 
               his pen.  And soon you will know that to watch 
               our young hero explore every square inch of that
               bright rectangular sheet is to see his city come to
               life on the page before you.              

Doug:      [walking up to the back of a couch that looks as if it will 
               spring to life at any moment, standing almost over a wisp 
               of a fellow slumped and nestled deeply into the couch] Well, 
               pop that popcorn, you haven’t given up on me yet! [“Doug”??]

Edward:   [the wisp sunk miraculously deep into the couch] Gemini
               crickets, Doug, where the hell have you been?

Douglas’ pupils are soaking in delight at the barrage of color that
always greets him at the Café Clement.  He plops in front of Edward,
mirroring his smirk.

     Come back for tomorrow’s extra special episode of Clusterfuffle.
     When you’ll discover what happens when Café Clement closes
     for renovations, what darkness befalls a cast caught unawares
     when the script calls for new names for each character and the
     eradication of all chapter titles, see what happens when the 
     narrator meets his long lost brother, Doug. And, most thrilling 
     of all, Edward sends a private message for the audience.  What
     could he possibly have to say to you?

     This has been. . . .