Surprise — a mid-week post! Here’s another short installment of the Three Things Serial. This time the “things” are courtesy of Sharon in Virginia. You can view the entire story (so far) as it develops on the Three Things Serial Story page.
Next time, the three things will be from reader and friend Provincial Lady. Remember — to keep the story going, send me three random “things.” Just whatever pops into your mind. You can put your three things in a comment.
Popcorn, Painting, Movies
A sheet of Andy’s carefully typed screenplay drifted to my feet. I picked it up, thinking how he must love his work. He had gathered up all his writing when he thought the building was on fire. Andy really was a sweet guy, but he was head over heels for Mindy. I looked at the sheet of paper. His typewriter had a broken “M” so the letter had a blank streak across it. However, it was easy enough to read the title, “A Princess of Mars, A Reimagining.”
“Hey Andy!” I called after him. “Everybody’s going to see the new Fatty Arbuckle down at the Nickelodeon. You wanna go?”
Andy looked pensively back at me. “I really don’t have time for movies. I need to repaint my apartment — I mean my office.” He walked over to where I stood with Frankie, muttering to himself. “I think I got ‘em all…”
I grinned and handed him the piece of paper that had floated to me. He gave me a sheepish thank you and straightened his glasses.
“So’d you write this?” Frankie asked him, looking over my shoulder at the page.
“Yes and no. Edgar Rice Burroughs wrote the story awhile back. I’ve turned it into a screenplay. I know there would be all sorts of legal issues, but Mona would just make such a perfect Dejah Thoris, I just had to write it.”
Frankie seemed to be familiar with that stuff, so I let the two guys talk for a minute. “Andy, there’s no point in painting your place ‘til all that smoke settles. No more lame excuses. Come on to the Nickelodeon with the rest of us. Mona’s going too,” I added the deal maker. “So you want to go, Astronaute-man?”
He brightened considerably. “And how! Okay, Flapper. It’s a date.” Then he blushed and stammered, all serious like, “My deadline is self-imposed, so I can change my schedule.”
“You know; if there’s room for one more… Well… that would be a way for me to check out my potential new neighbors,” said Frankie the Fireman as if in sudden inspiration. “I’d buy your popcorn.”
I gave him a quizzical look, just to mess with him. “OK Fireman. Put on your glad rags and come back around dark-30.”
3 thoughts on “Three Things Serial: 3 – Popcorn, Painting, Movies”
Ha! Yes, I was so excited to have “three things” from two different people that the blog was nagging me to do at least one of them for the serial. As you’ve probably guessed, I was up past my bed-time. I was hard to get up this morning, but that’s okay.
Thanks for stopping by to comment. 🙂
A surprise for sure! I love the self-imposed deadline. Very imaginative, Teagan.