The day was hot and sunny. As was yesterday. As tomorrow will probably be. The events of the past week were starting to feel like a some distant and bad dream.
Warren and Anne were shambling along a boardwalk. The vendors and street performers seemed relentless and never ending.
“Do you think it was worth coming here?” Warren asked Anne doubting his presence in California.
“Of course it was! You’ll be a writer and you’ll be great! I have faith in you.” Anne beamed to Warren as she grabbed his arm and wrapped it around hers.
“What about your career as a pornstar?” Warren countered with yet another question.
“I don’t think it would be the best thing for me to do. I honestly don’t know what I want to do now, but I’m here. Your here. We’re going to make the best of it.” Anne said trying to comfort Warren’s mind.
Warren thought on this for a few minutes as they walked. He still didn’t feel great since he was accosted last week and just wanted to run home. He looked across the beach and saw happy families, thugs, beautiful women and overweight, middle aged men.
While Warren was busy in his head, he ended up running into an alpha male type. The guy spun around and sized up Warren’s frail frame.
“Hey! I know you!” The guy said to Warren.
“Yeah? From where?” Warren asked in a somewhat non-enthusiastic tone of voice.
“You write that blog don’t you?” The guy asked excitedly.
Warren laughed slightly and started getting into the conversation a little more.
“Lots of people write blogs, sir. What is mine about?” Warren asked playfully.
“Your the one that writes about yourself like it was a story, aren’t you?” The guy asked starting to question whether or not he had stopped the wrong guy.
Warren raised his finger and pointed at the guy and said, “You sir, are correct.”
“I love how you write! I wanted to be a writer for a long time, but I never could figure out how to go about it. I mean I know how to write, I just have never been able to sit at a computer and write anything that anyone would enjoy.” The guy said.
“Well I will let you in on a secret, the trick to writing anything worth reading is strong characterization. Once you have that down it doesn’t matter what you write as long as the character is relatable to most people.” Warren stated.
“Your name is Warren right?” The guy asked.
“Yep.” Warren replied.
“I’m Borden. Who might this lovely young lady be?” Borden asked turning to Anne.
“I’m Anne. It’s nice to meet you!” Anne said with lustful intent.
“The pleasure is all mine.” Borden responded turning back to Warren.
“I think you should give me a call sometime. I’m always looking for some new talent.” Borden said handing Warren a card.
Warren accepted the card. He quickly looked it over, it read: Dreamscape Agency, Borden Janson, Publishing agent. The phone number and address were neatly placed on the lower right hand side of the card.
“Thanks!” Warren said speechlessly.
“Anytime Warren. I was wondering something though.” Borden said.
“What’s up?” Warren replied.
“Your blog said it was written in Canada. Did you just move to California?” Borden asked inquisitively.
“In not so many words. Yes. When I call you I will tell you the whole story.” Warren said.
“Sounds good, make sure to keep in touch.” Borden said.
“I will!” Warren beamed.
Borden and Warren exchanged gentries. Warren and Anne continued walking.
“See Warren, things are already looking brighter!” Anne enthusiastically stated.
“You seem to forget one thing Ms. Anne. We don’t have visa’s to work here, and my car is still impounded.” Warren said matter-of-factly.
“That will come, right now you should be excited that you more than likely have an agent! Let’s go celebrate!” Anne suggested.
“Your right. Let’s hit up this bar for a drink.” Warren said smiling at Anne.
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