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Re [21]:
daemon@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (Kevin Slaughter)
Tue Sep 5 02:54:01 2006
From: "Kevin Slaughter" <lorienheloise@grungecafe.com>
To: "Os2ann.DISCUSS" <os2ann.DISCUSS@bloom-picayune.mit.edu>
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<p><font =20color=3D"#FFFFF4">He grasped the b=
obby-pin. =20"Count of Monte Cristo, I=
think, or maybe it was The Prisoner of Zenda. =
=20The actual manuscript of Misery's Return had been safely deposi=
ted under the bed, and there it still was. =20There, wi=
thin plain sight, was salvation: all he had to do was break the window and=
the dog-lock the bitch had put on his tongue and scream Help me, help me,=
save me from Annie! =20all those t=
hings faded away to the magic-lantern shades they really were when the pai=
n got bad enough. =20She had a momen=
t to wonder why such a holy place as a church should seem so frightening a=
fter dark, and then realized it was not the church. =20Yet there was alway=
s a deadline, a time after which you had to leave the circle, and most wri=
ters knew it.I told you that, and I never lie. =20"Annie sa=
id certainly, he was Paul Sheldon, she knew that right away. =
=20"Yes, Boss Ian,=BBHezekiah agreed. =20T=
hat's a very good idea, Paul. =20He was a very pol=
ite boy.</font></p>
<p><font =20color=3D"#FFFFF9">"For a moment une=
ase slipped cloudily across her face, and then she was looking at him care=
fully, studiously. =20"If you want your freedom so badly, Paul,=BBAn=
nie said, "I'll be happy to grant it to you. =20As part of his prepa=
ration for writing Fast Cars, Paul had studied the mechanics of car-thieve=
ry with a tough old ex-cop named Tom Twyford. =20The movement ended th=
e uneasy truce with the pain in his legs and the drug-need in his nerves, =
but it also diffused his terror a little. =20=
He raised a hand quickly to his mouth, pasting it over the smile trying to=
be born there, and manufactured a coughing fit. =
=20I wasn't always sure you'd be able to, you know, although I ne=
ver said because I didn't want to upset you. =20""Aye, =
never fear me,=BBshe said, and grasped the bottle of gin with a hand that =
trembled only slightly. =20"she shrieked again, and his left=
was gone; he crawled toward the open door on the jetting stumps of his wr=
ists, and incredibly the galleys were still there, the bound galleys Charl=
ie had given him at lunch in Mr Lee's, sliding the manila envelope to him =
across gleaming white napery while Muzak drifted down from overhead speake=
rs. =20He began to look at the cans and bags of food in the =
pantry, trying to assess what he could take with the least chance of raisi=
ng her suspicions next time she came out here. =20the panicky voice s=
creamed just the as the cop opened the door of his cruiser and stepped out=
, adjusting his Smokey Bear hat as he did so. =20He was in Litt=
le Dunthorpe's churchyard, breathing damp night air, smelling moss and ear=
th and mist; he heard the clock in the tower of the Presbyterian church st=
rike two and dumped it into the story without missing a beat. =
=20"the cop said, and walked slowly onto the lawn, his pierced=
back arched and his gut sticking out. =
=20Once he would have denied such a possibility confidently, and with h=
umor rather than indignation. =20A shift in posit=
ion caused the stump to come brightly alive, the way a smouldering brand w=
ill burst into flame when fanned by a breeze. =
=20Roll out those lazy hazy crazy days of summer, he though sourly, an=
d threw the key-hammer in the general direction of the wastebasket. =
=20"Slowly, apparently unaware of what she was doing, she =
began to suck the rat's blood from her fingers. =20=
Had he known, before this had he really known how badly she had cowed him,=
or how much of his essential self=A0=97 the liver and lights of his spiri=
t=A0=97 she had scraped away? =20"Wit=
h tremendous effort he moved his twisted left leg directly into the beam o=
f McKnight's flashlight. =20Little by little the spaces of=
silence began to shorten, and now there were occasional bursts of typing=A0=
=97 it would have sounded fine on Paul's electric typewriter, but the clac=
king sound of the Royal was thick, actively unpleasant. =
=20She had splinted them=A0=97 of course he had known t=
hat, felt the rigid ungiving shapes, but until now he had not known what s=
he had done it with. =20Mostly he just sat, smell=
ing sweet cool air instead of the bedroom's stale indoor smell, sly with s=
ickroom undertones, listened to the drip of the icicles, and watched the c=
loud-shadows roll slowly and steadily across the melting field. =
=20Paul understood that Annie had been driven to cull only the most ho=
stile ones=A0=97 those which reinforced her jaundiced view of mankind as H=
omo brattus=A0=97 but they were vituperative by any standards.</font></p>
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