Genre: Literary Fiction
About bigandy21Location: North Richland Hills, TX Home Region: Age:28 Website: http://www.myspace.com/jollyrogers26 Favorite novels: Big Sur, The Sun Also Rises, The Great Gatsby, The Devil in the White City, The Informers, The Dharma Bums Favorite writers: Jack Kerouac, Ernest Hemmingway, Larry McMurtry, Hunter S. Thompson, Diane Ackerman, Bret Easton Ellis Favorite music: The Wheel, Bon Iver, Leonard Cohen, Iron & Wine, Nick Drake, Elliott Smith, Neko Case, Ray LaMontagne, Miles Davis, Theolonious Monk, Charles Mingus, Billie Holliday, Sigur Ros, Radiohead Non-noveling interests: journalism, film, SCUBA diving, traveling, music, gaming, cats, swimming, hiking |
Joined: October 15, 2007 This Year: Official Participant NaNoWriMo History: NaNoWriMo posts: 15 NaNoWriMo buddies: 8
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Brief Author Bio: Just started my career in writing - and what a bumpy begining. I was recently fired from my newspaper gig, which could be a blessing in disguise. I can't say I was too busy to write my novel this year. |
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Synopsis: 21st Century Love and Its Discontents
A woman reconnects to her lost lover in recurring dreams, while withdrawling from her real, conscious life.
A famous novelist travels to his his 40th High School reunion in hopes of finding his first and most significant love.
A man with a long list of dating prerequisites finally finds a woman who meets them all...except for one.
A teenager finds love online. But she realizes that the virtual world is a much different playing field than the real world and identity is a figment of the imagination.
"21st Century Love and Its Discontents" is a patchwork of stories revolving around love and delusion, relationships and breakups, isolation and dreams, all set against a snowy Wyoming backdrop.
Excerpt: 21st Century Love and Its Discontents
Email 11/16/08
Subject: Why do I feel this way again
Dear Robert,
I’ve been crying at the foot of my stairs all night. Why? Because I realize nothing has changed. You continue to break plans to come see me time after time that I now realize, I’ll never see you. I’ve hoped and I prayed that I was doing the right thing attempting to date you or whoever it is you’re pretending to be for the last two years. I haven’t dated any other boy, let anyone else close to my heart, because I felt it would be cheating on you. I’m still a virgin because I was waiting for you. How silly. You have this girl that is saving herself, her entire being for you, and you screw it up every time. I don’t get it, I don’t fucking get it. Please, help me understand. Just validate that I even exist and write a goddamn email.
My mom is so worried about my mental health that she wants me to see a shrink. I didn’t even know she still cared. You know that’s messed up when my mother is the only one who’s offering me any kind of support. I’ll probably take her advice this time and see a doctor, I’ll need one, that and a lot of anti-depressants to get over you. Just please, call me, email me, come see me. Do something for once. Please. I’m begging you. I need you.
You are all I have.
You are all I have.
YOU ARE ALL I HAVE IN THIS LIFE.
Jenny
Email 11/21/08
Subject: Hey
Dear Robert
Still haven’t heard from you. I’m sorry I sounded so fucked up. I miss you. Please, baby, talk to me. Please.
Jenny
Email 11/23/08
Subject:
Is there anybody out there? If you are there, just say “hi.” Just say something. Where did you go? Am I just writing to nothing, are my letters being lost out in internet somewhere, am I being drowned out in your filter box with all the rest of the junk mail.
Am I being filtered out?
Jenny
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