The man who loved the women in his life more than his children has been abandoned by those women, and now he will spend eternity with his daughter. I’m certain this isn’t what he planned at all.
I was working from a short story I had already written. I could fill in more of the relationships between the characters, more of the motivations. Maybe I could even add some new characters, and then kill them off. But then what?
It’s a story told from the perspective of a young boy (Louis) whose parents are separated, seemingly over his father’s alcoholism.
In an age where email, FB messenger, Whatsapp and whatever other form of digital communication takes your fancy, the hand written word can take second place. Today ‘thank you’s’ can be said or sent, with accompanying happy face emoji the moment a gift has been received. All of these are good, but for me nothing beats the pleasure of a hand written thank you.
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