A Phantasmagorical and Very Entertaining Trip to Italy. Part 8 of 42.

Interruption


Sinister crowd wearing black jackboots, black Luger pistols strapped to their thighs, black leotards and black over-sized feather hats stuck to their heads just above their vacant, black over-mascara-ed eyes passes by…


TL looks the other way.



- MCK: Dernier crie de haute couture? Ian, they are looking for someone…


-TL: I have expected them to knock on my door in London, but they did not catch up with me there…


- YYZ: I cannot believe they came all the way down here, to Rome. Maybe it is only a blur… Everything in this story became a blur… much sooner than I expected.


- MCK: No, they seem real enough…


A gentleman who was seen sitting with four business partners (?) before came up to the table.


- Gentleman: Excuse me, I happened to overhear your conversation, and if you are wondering who the Fashion Police is looking for… I believe they are looking for a lady who … mmm… in short, for indecent exposure.


- YYZ: Do you suggest they are looking for me?


- Gentleman: With a billowing red dress? It is either you or the other lady with flaming red hair who left her leather jacket here. She was seen earlier ripping her clothes off.


- MCK: I don’t think there is a word “indecent” in the Italian language.


- Gentleman: I would not know. My Italian is limited to Grazie, Prego, Scusi.


- TL: Those are not Fashion Police. These are moderators and they are looking for a disagreeable old coot sitting in a grubby dressing gown who likes to mutter obscenities…


- MCK: In short, you think they are looking for you? You are not wearing a gown in the first place. Don’t flatter yourself.


- TL: Let’s not quibble over little details.


- Gentleman: The essence is always in little details.


Learning Italian - Basics


- MCK: Excuse me, but what do you have to do with any of this? Apparently, you have paid a lot of attention to our affairs.


- Gentleman: It was hard not to. Let me assure you that I have nothing to do with any of it, but I have heard you were discussing a book or a few books and being an advertising writer and working on a deal with a publisher I thought… My name is Wayne Albright, I am from Australia.


- MCK: Australia?!


- TL: Australia!!! Yes, we were discussing books, but I may be prohibited from publishing. I have received threats that if I try to publish anything again I will be excommunicated, have a fatwa taken out on me; […] in the town square; sent to live in Nova Scotia or at the very least I will be drummed out…


- MCK: Heavens, Ian, what are you talking about?


- TL: Never mind … I don’t always find understanding with moderators or moderation. I say “orgies” and they ask me to change it for “parties”. But that’s what I meant and I am THE AUTHOR and should have a right to choose my words and as Wayne just has said “The essence is in little details”.


- Wayne: It can always be discussed, can it not? The success of a book depends on positioning, a title, a clever advertising campaign…What are you trying to publish?


- TL: “The Nefarious Life of Ian” and note, the author(ess) did not even give me a passing nod…


- Wayne: And how do you want to position it?


- TL: I did not have an action plan except for spending my time by going next door and kicking my neighbours cat.


- MCK: How is that supposed to help?


- YYZ: Cats are famous for positioning and re-positioning themselves very fast.


- TL: It won’t help, but what are cats for after all if not for swinging?


Grazie, Prego, Scusi


- MCK: Waiter! Scusi…


- Waiter: Yes, sir?


- MCK: Can we have a cat? Prego…


- Waiter: A chat?


- MCK: A cat.


- Waiter: A check?


- MCK: A CAT!!!!


Waiter #1 leaves. Talks to Waiter #2.


- Waiter #2: Is there a problem?

- Waiter #1: They want a cat, I’ll give them a cat. Can you bring me Fabrizio?

- Waiter #2: But the boss will be furious!

- Waiter #1: Don’t worry, I’ll charge them double.



Waiter #2 brings a creature called Fabrizio that obviously belongs to the owner of the café.

Waiter #1 approaches the table.


- YYZ (screams in high tonality): AAAhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!


- Waiter #1: There you go, a cat.


- MCK (in a cool and collected manner): Grazie.


To Ian


- MCK: So, Ian, would you rather kick it or swing it?


- TL: What an adorable creature! Can I have it? It is perfect for hiding under my shawl. Besides it needs some warmth.


- Waiter #1: No, sir, I am afraid Fabrizio is prohibited from travel.


- TL: Too bad. Such a lovely cat…


- YYZ: A cat? A cat or a rat?


- MCK: Let’s not quibble over little details…I just thought what a sight it would be seeing you swinging cats…or rats…


- Waiter #1: Anything else, sir?


- MCK: Ian, what do you usually hide under your shawl…?


- TL: I get it, I get it… Thank you, grazie, you can go. We are fine. Or are we?



- Wayne: But, coming back to our books…


- TL: There were a couple of suggestions.


- MCK: Such as…?


- YYZ: “Nothing is as it appears” or “Series of incidents in parenthesis”.


- Wayne: mmm…


- TL (in a sinister voice): What do you mean by “MMM…”? “A dog (not a cat) is an animal that barks. The phrase not a cat is a parenthesis.


- Wayne: Is the book about cats or parenthesis?


- TL: The book is about me, I hope, where I am a lovely person characterized by laziness, arrogance and…


- MCK: Ian!


- TL: …seated in my bath-chair and waiting to be pushed along the Via Vento…


- MCK: Ian!


- TL (enjoying it more and more): … the disgusting old roué with the …


- Wayne: Interesting! It has certainly an edge, but, honestly, but it might go too deep for general public…


- TL: Certainly, it can go too deep. You have no idea what a deep author I am. Would you be interested in visiting one of the Australian beaches?


- Wayne: Why? Are you offering swimming lessons? I am not a good swimmer… When in water, my only goal is to stay alive…I am not good with undercurrent, ebb and flow…


- TL (laughing to himself): Do you LIKE classical music? My hands could manage an aggregio as well as they could a laryn…. He-he-he…


- MCK: Ian!


- TL: I am a deeply flawed individual with some nasty little attributes therefore the characters I give birth to…


- MCK: Svetlana is right, everything is a blur now, who gives birth to whom, who strangles whom, who is shadowed by whom…


- Wayne: I am no stranger to fiction myself.


- MCK: I thought you said you were an advertising author.


- Wayne: I consider writing that brought me no money pure fiction and when an author gets no money he might become sinister and write macabre things...



- MCK: There is another book…


- TL: What book?


- YYZ: Once I had a conversation with Maja about how to preserve our hub work.


Quoting Maja:


“I was thinking (it was a dream actually) about what your book would look like.

You triggered the thought when you told me that you wish you had a copy of your hubs in tangible form.

The book was called "42". Just that.

Inside, the pages were formatted much like your hubs.

For each song, there was a picture and a track number.

At the back page of the book was attached a cd/dvd with each of the tracks in the chapters of the book.

It was a colourful and interactive book.

I love how they make interactive children's books (like the read-a-long stories).

That would be fun for adults too.

We were having coffee, and oddly enough, I was the one who handed the book to you.

I love how dreams bring subconscious thoughts together to tell a new story.

Perhaps it was not just a dream, but a sort of premonition...”


- MCK: Look, it is Maja coming back.


24,000 Kisses

Maja comes on a motorcycle


- Maja: Are you still here? Drinking coffee? It’s February.


- YYZ: We are having nightmares and discussing books.


- Maja: I brought one. An example of what could be done – how hubs can be converted into a real book.


- YYZ: What did I tell you? First we write it, then it happens…


- Wayne: With your permission?


- Maja: Of course, you can look at it.


- Wayne: It can be sold.


- YYZ: I think it is still in process of being written. But being a never-ending novel…


- MCK: When are we leaving Rome?


- YYZ: The idea….


- TL: What are we taking?


- YYZ: Yellow bicycles.


- Maja: In February?


- YYZ: Right, maybe a bus?


- TL: A bath?


- YYZ: A bus. B-U-S.


- TL: Svetlana, your pronunciation…


- MCK: Maybe it will be safer to take a train then?


- TL: Safety? It does not exist…


- MCK: Then tomorrow we will leave at daybreak on motorbikes…


Silence.


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mckbirdbks 4 years ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

Now I am seeing an off Broadway play. It has the elements of success. The background, the characters, the stage design, the music. Did i leave anything out?

Author, Author!!


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kallini2010 4 years ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Thank you, Mike. It is not you who left anything out... It is probably me (or I?)...

I am waiting for Ian's approval. He may not like his character. At all.


writeronline 4 years ago

I'm with mckbirdbks, standing with the rest of the (intimate) audience, calling 'Author, author!!'.

She appears, in a once-seen-never-forgotten-flame red dress, and the place erupts. She smiles the smile that only the enigmatic can recognise, acknowledges familiar faces smiling back at her, drinks in the adulation, sips Champagne from a tall crystal flute, hears tango music in her head, thinks "It's about time. 4 2 time."

Wonderful writing kallini. And not only because I've got a bit part. (And am amazed and flattered by the amount of referenced detail).

Displaying again my lack of Italian, I'm not sure whether it's Bravo! for the play, or Brava! for the author. Instead I'll say, UP and FABI !!


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kallini2010 4 years ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Thank you, writeronline! I feel quite inadequate, you offered me such high praise and I am flattered, but there is not much I can say back.

These days I am not on such friendly terms with my own words. I am more in a "sitting and staring at a screen" mode, so I may be unfit for making an entrance (an exit?) in a mind-blowing kind of dress.

More so in a grubby dressing gown looking rather like that cat/rat than a Prima Donna.

The only strategy with foreign languages is to utter something and then be corrected.

Yes, there is such a thing as "Silent wisdom of a magnificent art", but it does not apply to languages. So, we may as well proceed uttering the most unimaginable rubbish and be corrected. If not corrected, than maybe entertained.


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Majadez 4 years ago from Johannesburg, South Africa

There are no words, only sounds and imagery in my mind. I will share them with you when they can be written.

*Walks off singing and sinking... I mean thinking!

"Prego, grazie, scusi torner..."

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One thing though...

"Mi dipingevo le mani e la faccia di blu,

poi d’improvviso venivo dal vento rapito

e incominciavo a volare nel cielo infinito…

E volavo volavo felice più in alto del sole ed ancora più su,

mentre il mondo pian piano spariva lontano laggiù,

una musica dolce suonava soltanto per me…

Ma tutti sogni nell’alba svaniscon perché,

quando tramonta, la luna li porta con sé,

Ma io continuo a sognare negli occhi tuoi belli,

che sono blu come un cielo trapunto di stelle."

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As for the drowning or sinking words/thoughts/characters/language...:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yR0lWICH3rY

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Can we visit Germany too one day? ;)

Aaah! Sorry, my mind and emotions are as scattered as my commentary and conversation.

I don't think I have to tell you that I like it anymore. You know that. You also know that maybe it will lead to another spin-off... Perhaps the story of destiny, Rome, dresses, interactive books and wild red hair... Hmmm... You get the manuscript this time if/whenever it gets written...

Ciao!


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kallini2010 4 years ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Dear Maja:

Thank you for liking it - I know I am a grumpy author always complaining and threatening about throwing away my pen...

But I laughed... at "We are thinking..."

Well, I think I was in that situation too many times... with my pronunciation or word usage - it is inevitable with any foreign language.

Daniel's both languages are broken and we are often in the "we are thinking..." situations.

I was "thinking" about the next chapter and, no, we are too far from Germany, we will be in Palermo in Sicily...

But German... meine liebe Maja, ich habe alles vergessen... yet it rings very emotional - I spent so much time learning it.

So, let me take one day at a time. Living it... I enjoy our story... I don't know why. But I have to come back to life. I have been "dead" for a couple of months and I am tired of it.

So, yes, one day at a time, one dance at a time, one song at time.. coming back to life.

Thank you for reading again.

Thank you for liking it.

We are thinking...


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Majadez 4 years ago from Johannesburg, South Africa

Well, since the horse said it... Yes, you are a bit of a "grumpy author" and that's why I shall avoid complimenting your writing. Because if I say: "Your hub is bla..."; you'll respond with: "No, it's not bla. It is merely a result of my bla, which is bla-less. However, thank you for your bla-ful comment..." :P I have realised that people don't respond to telling as well. Instead, you have to show them. So, one day I'll just show you. In the meantime, I'll do my bit in that "vote up/vote down/share/useful/funny/..." section.

Anyway, I'm glad the video made you laugh. The first time I saw it was with my sister. She burst out laughing and I just looked at her and said blankly: "I don't get it." She just looked at me then I hit replay and realised that I missed that the guy was working for the coast guard. Then I laughed...

I think it's normal for any bi/multilingual child to have broken languages. I was the same. I started school knowing 3 languages, neither of which was English so I ended up in speech therapy lessons. All I remember is colouring in pictures of a Mr. Thin and Mr. Fat and after that, I could say "birTHday" instead of "birFday"...

As for Sicilia, my un-blood-related famiglia is from there. If you know what I mean...

Anyway, I must leave you to write my documents... Sale agreements, adoption papers, etc. ;)

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Sie haben nicht vergessen. Erinnern sie sich wie zu lieben! ;)


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MartieCoetser 4 years ago from South Africa

I've never seen a cat.. rat like that in my life. Is it real? Lovely music in here. Captivating conversation. I need detail... the truth lies in the detail.

Voted up and excellent!


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kallini2010 4 years ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Maja, starting from the end.

Daniel is now in Speech Therapy and he hates it - especially "rrrrrrrrrrrrr" sounds which he cannot master in either language. Besides that it is boring...

Another candidate for "Coastal Guard...", yet sometimes he corrects my pronunciation.

"To remember how to love".

I found another song (tango) and I love it so, but not only music, the words ring so true to me:

"Between your love and my love

must be the truth,

we can no longer play

our souls with them.

Between your love and my love

there are things to think,

and a promise to God

it is impossible to forget."

There must be truth in love, otherwise, I am no longer interested, I think. Truth in love for anything - for a passion, for a person...

and that brings me to my bla-....

you know that I only say what I think and my thoughts sometimes sink me to the depths... to which I may or may not go.

Well, if I am grumpy, I am the first to admit it.

Sometimes, I am cheerful.


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kallini2010 4 years ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Thank you, Martie. I don't know whether it is ... most likely it is neither a cat nor a rat, but obviously I was aiming at the comic effect.

The creature is perfect for a surprise "Look what I have got!"

The idea for the next chapter is "Murderous writers" and so "grumpy" writers fit. I think/sink.


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Mr. Happy 4 years ago from Toronto, Canada

Well, I learn something everyday (or I try to anyway ...). I have been listening to Celentano for somewhere around twenty-five years and I have never heard this song. Thank You - I love it! : )

Haha!! Ya, that would be terrible: "sent to live in Nova Scotia" ... And yes, I like orgies better than parties too, even though I ... well, the word is more exiciting to begin with.

I just scrooled-up to get back to where I left-off reading (I usually read then, I comment when I think of something and then I go back-up to reading again) and I just happened to stop at: "Wayne: And how do you want to position it?" It's getting strange - haha ...

Ohh wow!! Where did You find that cat?! Or I guess that doesn't really qualify for a cat ... maybe a bat?

“Nothing is as it appears” (Are we still talking about the cat-bat?) - I like that and I agree with this too; I can certainly be: " a deeply flawed individual with some nasty little attributes therefore the characters I give birth to…" : )

"Safety? It does not exist…" - I also happen to like the ending.

Merci beacoup! : )


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Mr. Happy 4 years ago from Toronto, Canada

The first photograph is gorgeous too! Your pieces of writing are always fun - thanks again. : )


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Mr. Happy 4 years ago from Toronto, Canada

And here I am again! I had to find something after your last comment: "I think/sink."

Have You seen this? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gh5xu35bAxA


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kallini2010 4 years ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Thank you, Mr. Happy. I must admit I did not expect more visits to this hub - it seems that the series are aimed at the very narrow, select audience.

It is a relief to know that you found it entertaining, too.

The cat? The cat/rat/bat - I found the image when I did the search by the word "ugly".

These two songs by Celentano, I discovered recently, too. It is hard to find songs that go well with the theme.

And recently I was not writing anything at all. Circumstances.

I hope you are doing well.

Thank you very much for your visit. As always you made me quite happy.


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Mr. Happy 4 years ago from Toronto, Canada

Yes, I agree that I often show-up unexpected. I come in good Spirit though and as a favorite rapper of mine says: "I'm never on schedual but always on time" - I try to ...

And I am doing well, thank You for the good wishes, always! Beginnning to strech my bones a little after at least a good month of hibernation.

I do wish You are enjoying our beautiful weather too! : )

All the best!

P.S. Now I get to listen to the Celentano songs again since I am here - thank You again! : )


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Deborah Brooks 4 years ago from Brownsville,TX

wow I love your hub and the Italian Music.. Italian music is always been my favorite. Colin refer your hubs and he is right. Nice to meet you and this hub is awesome

voted up

debbie


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kallini2010 4 years ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Thank you, Deborah! This is certainly the least expected outcome of the day. But then again Twilight Lawns (Ian) did not ask for a tribute and he did not expect it would turn into a saga - already eight chapters and the story has just begun.

I hope you will enjoy reading it.

The Italian music is one of the themes here - we are in Italy after all - but so is Spanish music - simply because I love tango and I love the songs. They are like illustrations and also convey meaning - these days it became so simple to translate songs - to have a feeling and a sense what they are all about.

Thank you again for reading,


Ausseye 4 years ago

Hi Ka(i)ll2011and 12;):Mad as a Wallaby and welcome to the bush in Tasmania…were not part of Australia so the Tassi Tiger’s still going. Tullah ??? Do you know it??? has cosmic waters which sooths the troubled soul….got lead in it…part of nature for us mining humans. Love the extravagance and the hype…Ausseye


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kallini2010 4 years ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Hi, Ausseye - the number attached to the name does not matter that much, it is more of a milestone, when I registered ... so Kallini - Number 1, Kallini - Number 2 or Kallini - Number 42, does not matter as I said. I would pick 42, but I am not changing accounts.

Thanks for reading. I wish I could continue the series, but I selected such a narrow audience that it does not justify spending the time. Or maybe I am trying to justify...

Well, you know me - being extravagant and all!


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kallini2010 7 weeks ago from Toronto, Canada Author

I Had a Dream

Sign:

Sign: Sigh: YYZ is Out of Order

YYZ: I had a dream...

Maya: Another one?

YYZ: There was something about you bringing me a book.

Maya: A book? What book?

YYZ: My book, the One you promised to bring me, like, ages ago. You went on and on and on and in such detail – the title, the content, what the book looked like and all the bells and the whistles. Where is it?

Maya: Did you write it?

YYZ (nodding her head like a drunken horse): No, I did not.

(nodding again) You did not say anything about writing; you said you will deliver it.

Maya: In your dream, perhaps.

YYZ: If only. As a matter of fact, it was in your dream. You said it was a premonition of sorts.

Maya: Your dream, my dream... What difference does it make? A dream is a dream and it’s all there is: nothing. Just forget it.

YYZ: I would have forgotten, had you not told me about it. So, it was a little more than nothing. However, I still would have forgotten, had you not written about it.

But! You did write about it.

And! You shared it.

And! Of all the people, you shared it with me.

And! I shared it with the world.

Maya: My condolences. How is the world doing? It seems that it had survived. I remember nothing about that dream, but it was a premonition all right. I shared my dreams with you and you try to use them against me.

YYZ: I did not mean to turn premonition into admonition, I’m simply telling you what was before. Let’s talk about what would be after.

Maya: Before:

we both had dreams. Notice, two separate dreams.

After:

you ask me to deliver a book that you didn’t write.

YYZ: So? You said nothing about writing. You said you’d deliver.

Maya: Writing? I cannot deliver YOUR writing.

YYZ: Why not? I specialize in conceptions and creative pregnancies. However, creative deliveries are not my forte. If you could help me, it would be splendid. As for your trouble we can split the child.

Maya: As tempting as splitting the child sounds, I’m afraid I will decline the position of your writing midwife. Delivery is a long, painful, and dirty process. In other words, it’s a time-consuming mess with questionable results. Thank you, but, no, thank you. Even if I agree, (I won’t), I don’t know how to.


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Majadez 7 weeks ago from Johannesburg, South Africa

It made me laugh! I like me... I mean, Maja. Maya! Whoever she is. Or isn't. You just can't really tell with these illusions. Or dreams... Wait, what are they?!

Doesn't matter! I'm hanging by a thread here! What happens next in our... I mean, your... I mean Dolores' story...?!


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kallini2010 7 weeks ago from Toronto, Canada Author

I'm glad you liked it. What is real? All of it.

All my characters are triple-faced, but all realities are real in a sense that by changing a dress (a name) you don't change your essence. At best you have a different role in a different play.

Think of them as real.

Having said that... What happens next, I don't know.

On the one hand,

when Svetlana-YYZ-Dolores Marina on the Loose is asleep, Maya helps her write the book. The book in question is Autobiography. So they talk about writing and it goes like this:

Maya says, "Do this."

Dolores gives 21 reasons why she cannot, should not and will not do THIS. Then she goes on a tangent... and probably wakes up.

On the other hand,

when Svetlana (what's her other name?) wakes up, she finds herself in real reality where she writes the real book - Autobiography. Most of it has nothing to do with Dolores or HubPages, but conversations will fit nicely into that (conversations that you mentioned on FB). "The Wedding Dress" chapter will go there as well.

On the third hand,

and it's the most entertaining of them all,

when Dolores (what's her name?) awakens into the Waking State of Dolores, she gets into the HubPages Universe - Trip to Italy and Narcissus's Saga.

Therefore the Book itself (The Book Book) has three threads - writing about writing, talking about writing, twisting threads into a cable... Three different angles make a triangle. Think of the Book as "an area of a triangle", it is the axle, the center and a character. Because all the writing about writing is the book itself.

After this discussion with Maya - Dolores wakes up and meets Narcissus as a mental health provider aka nurse... this is a romantic part (so far I call it "That's Amore") and then she meets Miguel Alvarez or Mike (haven't decided yet) and they talk about publishing a book.

Here, in "Dolores in Wonderland" or "Dolores in Never Never Mind" (Trip to Italy part), Dolores writes the book "The House of..." She calls it "The House of Mirrors". Mike refers to it as "The House of Horrors".

This trinity of triplets defines it all. Simple?


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Majadez 7 weeks ago from Johannesburg, South Africa

It is not simple, but I can follow it, so simplicity doesn't matter then. I like it.

Narcissus is a mental health provider? Now that is a twist!


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kallini2010 7 weeks ago from Toronto, Canada Author

I knew you would appreciate it. He makes me laugh every time I read that chapter.


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Majadez 7 weeks ago from Johannesburg, South Africa

Well, if he makes you laugh that much, then certainly you are in love.


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Twilight Lawns 7 weeks ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K.

Oh no! No! No!

Deepest apologies to, not only Mike but also to writeronline.

I see no play, whether Off Broadway or On Broadway itself (please note the capitalisation, as it makes a point, and as they say, the detail is so important. The Devils, as has been noted, is in the Detail).

I think we are going to dig very deep and I hope, without digging we find either Federico Fellini, or a modern day version of the good chap. We’re talking La Dolce Vita here, with all the similar character and all the non sequitur both visual and verbal. It can’t be a play, for plays, by their interpretation, must, at times, disappear into the ethos when those who have trodden the boards take their leave.

This should be a creation for the silver screen and preferably in monochrome. Black and white is so conducive to indulgent melancholy. Of course unlimited amounts of Cafe Noir and Gitanes or Gauloises must be readily available. One must maintain the highest standards!

And why? Well. It’s obvious, it needs to be studied at the Sorbonne by pencil thin Gamins in black and incredibly beautiful young men of dubious literary and sexual leanings. It must also be in the study programmes of les Jeunes Nouveau. Or those who have enough cash to aspire to that group.

And if they want to have a go at it, it can be on the syllabus of some of the more pretentiously ancient establishments in the English speaking parts of the United States. (One has heard that several of these, although under great pressure, do still exist).

“Brava! Brava!” yes, and even the occasional incorrect “Bravo!”, but I want this film (movie for our Transatlantic Cousins) to be out there for as close to eternity that this troubled old world can manage.

I'm sorry Mike (or mckbirdbks or whatever little disguise you are pulling over your head to hide whatever grubby little crimes you may aspire to), or you, writeronline, but I can’t see our Madonna of the Flamenco appearing in a once-seen-never-forgotten-flame red dress. It must be Crêpe de chine of a satanic midnight hue.

And Champagne from a tall crystal flute? Goodness me, no. Absinthe or nothing.

Oh yes, in conclusion, may I also rise to my feeble excuse for feet, and also cry,

“Author, Author!!”


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kallini2010 7 weeks ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Maja, I love all of my characters, especially those who are less lovable. I'm sure you feel the same about characters in your books. It's being said and I agree with it completely and wholeheartedly, that whatever and whomever a writer writes, is only one or another reflection of himself.


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kallini2010 7 weeks ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Dear Ian,

This is one hell of a comment! I can neither match it nor do it justice.

I’m flattered and grateful to you. Thank you for creating such an elaborate scene. Technically I can just steal this conversation and put it straight into the next chapter.

Remember what you said about tributes? You were rather suspicious and apprehensive of them. Funny enough, from my struggle with tributes sprung this Trip to Italy Masterpiece of questionable genre. Tribution or attribution, even if a tribunal... this is my favourite story of all that I’ve done.

Technically, I would say it is neither a Broadway Show nor it is a moving film (or filming move?)

I would call it a comedy outline. Perhaps it is more of “a behind the scenes” stage. To me, it is a book with a lot of “fill in the blank” by a reader.

Everyone seems to imagine it differently and accessorize according to the personal preferences. To some it appears as a play, to some as a film.

Maybe it is a headpiece – something that resides in one’s mind and plays differently every time one cares to come back to it or to get carried away to his own fantasy world.

As I mentioned earlier to Maja, I finally have a coherent idea what the book is about (Nothing, pretty much, and it says a lot) and how three threads are supposed to intertwine (if that is the right word).

I am not going to fret too much about write or left words either otherwise I’ll never finish anything – a play, a film, a book, a headpiece, a fantasy...

I wonder...


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mckbirdbks 7 weeks ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

Hilda - My name is Friedman, Mike Friedman.


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kallini2010 7 weeks ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Maya: How do you write, then, if you are...

YYZ: I don’t write in English. I write in my first approximation to it. I now include a disclaimer that “All mistakes are intentional even those that are not”.

Maya: I like your language. Maybe people whose language is the first approximation would understand you better and enjoy your writing more than the native speakers.

YYZ: I don’t know, maybe. I will write for myself in my broken English.

Maya: Good for you. I love the way you treat the language. You abuse it on a regular basis.

YYZ: I would put it as “play” rather than abuse. Words are cheap, I can play with them all I want until my mind is breaking to the point that I have no words, just the individual letters. Which is not so bad. I had always entertained the idea of publishing my letters.

Maya: I think publishing for you is as easy as it gets. Write your [fill in the blank” and use a printer. In case you want to share, you can use a photocopier. And you won’t need me for any delivery.


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Twilight Lawns 7 weeks ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K.

Mike, I know who you are. But call yourself Mike or Mike Friedman, I wonder if you will completely cover up your traces as effectively as I have.

Your most obedient servant,

Hilda Plantagenet-Featheringstonehaugh

(AKA Ian)


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mckbirdbks 7 weeks ago from Emerald Wells, Just off the crossroads,Texas

Yes, Ian I will. It will be like I was never here.

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