Notes - badly / anger risen / Merlyn

         Coming on mid-afternoon. You were busy with errands in the morning but took out for a pleasant lunch at Sharonville’s Max and Erma’s. Presently, on the way home from lunch you are stopped at Kroger’s on Mason-Montgomery for odds and ends. You are surprised on how badly you feel for the woman newscaster and cameraman killed on live television this morning. – Amorella

         1408 hours. I caught it on BBC before they censored the actual shooting and screams. This was an innocent young investigator/interviewer who woke up for a day of work and didn’t come home. I know this happens to people all the time but there was a rawness about the scene that was unnerving. I thought she said, “I’ve been shot.” The shots continued, eight total I guess. I didn’t count them. It is just sad. Her friend and cameraman was shot also.

         You are home and have had a nap. Carol is still napping. Post. - Amorella

         1792 hours. There is a dynamic juxtaposition between one’s modesty and one’s will. Merlyn partakes another soul to encourage his quiet debate between his humility and his will. Merlyn’s heart will not be broken into two pieces let alone a thousand. I will not allow it. – rho

         You have changed the script, boy, and it is not to my liking. – Amorella

         1731 hours. I have changed the script, but I have not changed the outcome. Merlyn must walk with humility.

         Are you saying this is a Necessity? – Amorella

         1735 hours. It is a Necessity to allow his human dignity, even as a spirit, as a ghost.

         A ghost has dignity? – Amorella

         1738 hours. In here a ghost has nothing else but a foundation of dignity based on humility.

         You are arrogant. – Amorella

         1740 hours. Pray tell. I am angry. I have no choice. This Merlyn is my character. These dreams of his are but to right the keel be he a ghost or not. He will remain dead righted up to face what he will, to face Necessity dead on and to tell Mr. Necessity a joke or two to wet the humor of the setting. The Dead will learn to smile in the deepest of ironies or no, one way or another. – rho

         Post, you arrogant angry little boy. – Amorella

         1747 hours. I am real whether you are or not, Amorella. No one changes my story, Angel or no. It is my story, and in here it is a story I tell to an Angel, fiction or not. - rho

        Later in the evening. You have seven hundred and twenty-nine words of Dead Ten – the first draft is complete and must be mastered. Post. – Amorella

         2233 hours. I am relieved these bookish words have boundaries. It needs work, which I can provide tomorrow. I let Merlyn be what I cannot be.