There is a real criminal element in this town. Not like the mob. More like the hard core dopers in Breaking Bad. Because this is a small town instead of a city there’s not the violence that was in that show and I have never felt at all threatened since I moved here, so it doesnt matter to me. I first became aware of this after the drug bust in February of last year and when I listen to people talking in the stores around here I notice everybody has a daughter or son or parent or spouse that’s in the joint for dope charges. I dont know why this town and not one a county over, but this place is what it is.
A few weeks back someone asked me when I was going to write another Dana story because he thought Dana was “epic.” I didnt think anyone used that word in that sense anymore but I thanked him for the compliment. And I told him there wouldnt be another Dana story because I was done with that bitch.
So of course a few days later an idea for a Dana story insisted itself into my mind, one that will never be written because of technical problems with it and because I dont feel up to it. But the idea was that some time after Erik was forced into being transgendered by his bitchwife Dana, he finally gives up and leaves her. A few years later he finds out he has breast cancer from the estrogens he had to take. After a double mastectomy it spreads to his lungs and he only has a few weeks. He doesnt want to die alone so he comes home to Dana and asks if he can come back and die at home. Will she let him or not? That’s the hook.
The problems with writing this are formidable. I have many readers here at WordPress that didnt know me at Xanga, where all the Dana stories were written. It would require flashbacks and I hate flashbacks because I dont like writing about events already written about and telling the story of what led him back to die with Dana that havent been written about. Besides, it slows the story down.
It’s intriguing though. All the stories have been about Dana. Flamboyant, outrageous, larger than life, crazy as a shithouse rat. Erik has always been just a narrator that talks about what it’s like to live with her. And how he cant live without her. But this one is about Erik. Erik, Living and Dying, I would call it. But I feel too sick to write anything as chalenging as that.
But I’ll feel better tomorrow. That’s when I can get my pain medicine refilled. When I take some life really doesnt feel so bad. But Dana is in the past and will stay there.