The Red Journal (Downtown, Some Sleazy Bar)
WEDNESDAY, 10:19 A.M.
It’s been a few days.
All still remains quiet in my little neighborhood.
Not that I am concerned or surprised.
People here are so stupid.
I’m at this shithole of a bar.
For a message from a friend. It stinks…bad!
As instructed.
Third table on the left, by the back window.
The bartender will bring only a napkin.
Ah, good man, right on time.
I’m a stickler for punctuality.
And, it seems I’m getting much better at this.
I’ve been informed the chap from the other night was a teacher.
Teachers can be bad too.
Nonetheless, he had it coming.
Let’s just say, we all have lessons to learn…
Bravo.
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Thanks, G. Really glad you like my new venture.
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I really do.
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Awesome…that really reinforces my drive to keep motivated. Have so many ideas where this should go. Hope you’re well.
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Keep going. You are so talented.
I’m well, Ash, thank you.
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Intriguing Ash. I like this
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Well, Drew that comes as quite the compliment my friend. I’m really glad you do. It’s something I’m kind of working through, but so far it seems like a hit. I really appreciate your input thanks a lot man
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My pleasure. Great introduction to a character and story. We want to turn to the next page. That is what a writer is supposed to do. And you succeeded here.
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Thanks Drew, that made my day.
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Good writing,got my attention.
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Thanks Pops!!
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Good writing buddy,had my attention.
Sent from my iPhone
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Intriguing.
And full of my kind of humor.
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Oh yeah, well that puts a smile on my face. Stoked you like this new venture of mine. 😉
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Curious to see how it develops.
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