A Phantasmagorical and Very Entertaining Trip to Italy. Part 5 of 42.

Could Not Decide on a Colour?

The Center


- Dolores: Alarming… Very alarming… I think I woke up enough… to…


- Narcissus #2: to have a conversation… Let me ask you… what in God’s name are you wearing? Couldn’t decide on the colour? I like “yellow”. It is still THE CENTER.


- Dolores: I was planning to take a bath.


- Narcissus #2: Where to? Down the road to the café?


- Dolores: What?! Oh, don’t be such a smart…


- Narcissus #2: If you want to take something down the road, I would recommend taking a bath chair.


(A yellow bath chair magically appears.)


A song in Italian starts to play, the song is called “Beautiful without a soul”.

Dolores is surprised to realize that she understands the words.

The first two lines:


E adesso siediti su quella seggiola,

stavolta ascoltami senza interrompere,


And now sit on that chair,

this time listen to me without interrupting,


Beautiful without a soul


Dolores cannot just sit and listen without interrupting. She finds Narcissus #2 annoying, bossy and totally unbearable.


- Dolores: Why are you fully dressed?


- Narcissus #2: Is there anything wrong with it?


- Dolores: I cannot even begin...


- Narcissus #2: I was expecting company.


- Dolores: Me?


- Narcissus #2: mmm…


- Dolores: So…


- Narcissus #2: Why don’t you join me?


- Dolores: mmm...


- Narcissus #2: Are you afraid?


- Dolores: mmm…


- Narcissus #2: That I will love you?


- Dolores: Love me?


- Narcissus #2: Yes, make love to you?


- Dolores: Will you?


- Narcissus #2: In your dreams! No, I will NOT make love to you. I will NOT make any sense to you either.


- Dolores: Stop threatening me!!! Besides, I am in my dreams. So the danger is real.


- Narcissus #2: Nothing is real. Come on, get dressed and jump in. We’ll talk.




- Dolores: I will not make any sense to you either, then. (Jumps into the bath as is).


- Narcissus #2: Oh? You have an oppositional defiant disorder. Anything else?


- Dolores: Plenty, but… I was thinking to make it more erotic.


- Narcissus #2: Why?


- Dolores: Well, you know. Sex sells.


- Narcissus #2: Are you planning to sell sex?


- Dolores: As in prostitution?


- Narcissus #2: I don’t know, it was YOUR idea.


- Dolores: No, …, just … any story requires some love line and erotica (even if it makes no sense) and sex.


- Narcissus #2: Senseless erotica and non-sense sex?


- Dolores: I thought it was the theme of the day: NON-SENSE.


- Narcissus #2: You are the writer, if you want to sell prostitution…


- Dolores: Maybe I could have joined the trade and could have made lots of money, but I chose writing instead.


Narcissus #2 laughs so loudly that the flying bricks seem to have lost their destructing effect.


- Dolores: What is so funny?


- Narcissus #2: The funny thing… is Do you know what Moliere said about writing?


- Dolores: What?


- Narcissus #2: “Writing is like prostitution. First you do it for love, and then for a few close friends, and then for money.”


- Dolores: Oh, yes. I know this quote. But I know a nice rebuttal to it, too.



Someone by the name of Merlin Fraser said:


“I think he got it ass backwards:


First you do it thinking you'll make money,


then you seem as if you are only doing it for a few close friends,


however; in reality you are doing it just for the love of it....


As a writer I think I'm pretty good


but I think I'd make a lousy prostitute,


I'd probably have so much fun I'd forget to charge .....!”~Merlin Fraser



- Narcissus #2: Well, you are supposed to write for yourself. And speak for yourself.


- Dolores: Only I cannot sell it.


- Narcissus #2: No, of course, not. Not with what you write. Or wear.


- Dolores: Oh, would you stop! Who cares what I write or what I wear? Madame Butterfly there is doing what he wants (she wants), you are supposed to do what I write you to do, but you are sitting here pontificating, moralizing, teaching and preaching and refusing to make any sense.


- Narcissus #2: I want you to know something. There will be no prostitution, no erotica, no senseless sex, but there will be marriage.


- Dolores: Who is getting married?


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Majadez 4 years ago from Johannesburg, South Africa

Wow! I'd almost given up on this one...

I thought it entered the limbo of stories, where all untold tales linger and wait to be brought back to life.

I like it! And welcome back to our unsung heroes...

Keep writing! ;)


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kallini2010 4 years ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Oh, dear Maja - thank you for your comment.

I don't know if I have or have not given up on this idea, but there is Part 6 waiting to be formatted, it is finished (90%) and it is the end of this nightmare of Dolores, then we must return to Rome.

I keep collecting images of women with flaming flowing red hair, I remember that you left your leather jacket and went either on a date or to a publishing house which you did not specify.

But I am not going to promise anything. I love this project (I actually said it in Part 4 that I do, but I left my characters to fend for themselves and now it is winter and it is cold and there is even a song that I love, in Italian, "What cold can do, what is a life without love?")

So, no promises, I take one day at a time.

Anything that requires planning is harder for me, now I tend to write only "mood impressions".

Have not talked to you for ages

and

I am so glad to see you here.

Here or in Rome...


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Majadez 4 years ago from Johannesburg, South Africa

I think I went both on the date and to the publishing house. ;)

I could write a novel about my life over the past few months. A lot of changes happened...

I have been reading your "mood impressions" as you call them. I just find I lack the capacity to put my thoughts and feelings into words and comment. It's not writer's block, just a phase of life... I don't know if that makes sense.

Nevertheless, I'm slowly gaining momentum again so watch out! You may have a wild child on the loose sometime soon.

Hope you are well. :)

Love from

Your love child (created in the union of you and words, creativity, spontaneity, genuineness...)


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kallini2010 4 years ago from Toronto, Canada Author

So, Maja, darling, maybe you are dating a publisher, would not that be nice?

If we all could write our days down we all could end up with a novel or two each year. Life is unpredictable.

My writing was more of an act of desperation, than anything else. If it was not, there would be no writing, i would have done other things that have to be done.

I am glad to hear that you feel a change, even though - again - change is the only permanent thing in our lives.

I would love to know what is happening to you,

but I, myself, do not want to make any promises anymore. I figured out I cannot keep them.

Of course, you have all of it and plenty of creativity, spontaneity and genuineness...

Let's hope you have fun also and a lot of joy.

And memories.

Writing will come and go, memories will stay.


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Twilight Lawns 4 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K.

I was just about to go to bed, and nurse my poor jaded soul, when I thought I would have a look for and read something new and interesting... so I came here.

I was not disappointed. I just love the easy flow and the inconsequential words that appear to be covering a very fast undercurrent of loneliness, lust and lasciviousness... but each of those naughty "l" words are just an excuse, and a cover up for the eternal "l" word.

The word that dares not speak its name, lest it suffers rejection. So I will not utter that magically gentle word, but say, "I love this hub. The flow, the ease, the gentleness of it"

Oops! I mentioned the "l" word again, without realising it... it slipped out. It was too lovely to hide its sweet face.

I haver a friend who once said to me, "I have never experienced requited love".

That is the saddest sentence I have ever heard.

Ramble, ramble, ramble.

Good night, dear friend.

Love you,

Ian


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kallini2010 4 years ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Thank you, Ian, for reading and leaving a comment.

I was very touched when you said you feel a desire to write again.

This dream of Dolores that span four chapters took me by surprise. I do not feel and I don't see much amorousness in it, but loneliness, yes... Maybe it is my feeling regardless of writing...

I don't know.

Whatever I do in life is always a painkiller, my dancing and my writing. Love stories, too.

"Requited Love" - did I ever have it?

Maybe not the way I wanted, which leaves me with the answer "No. I don't remember the happy moment".

Sometimes I feel happy dancing,

sometimes I feel happy writing.

The easiest way to feel better is to listen to a song.

I think this dream/nightmare of Dolores is an example of disassociation - in dancing, when you move/rotate only parts of your body - when done properly - looks beautiful.

Maybe I was practicing disassociation in writing this story. Really, I don't know.

Things have changed for me over the past year.

Maybe I became more general in my writing (my characters are certainly generalizations), but I have read recently

the more general it is, the more personal it becomes.

Maybe because more people can relate to it?

"Requited love?" How many really had the pleasure?

Thank you, Ian, yours was a lovely comment from a completely unexpected angle.

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