November 12, 2001
Here is a selection from
Here is a selection from my Very Bad Novel:Detectives Ed Frankel and Joseph Johns sat in a Chevy Nova halfway across town, old seventies music blaring out from an 8-track.
"Wow, can you believe people used to live like this?" chuckled Frankel.
"I know! I could barely figure out the stereo." Joe turned in the passenger seat, bending a knee to face Ed directly. "And a Nova - can you say 'Incompetent Drug Dealer' any louder?"
"Or 'Undercover Cop', for that matter. A Nova, on a street corner, headlights off, two guys sitting in it together. How could it not be a stakeout? What else would they be doing, talking about politics?"
"Don't get me started on politics. Oh wait, you also need those two-by-two cardboard containers with four styrofoam cups of coffee in them - "
Ed laughed out loud. "Where can you even find those anymore, do they stop by at the local baseball stadium? And then of course there's nowhere to put them - "
"And then the car has to take off - "
"And the hot coffee spills all over the driver - "
"And he's got a clean shirt in the next scene!"
Ed and Joe burst out into laughter together. They had been partners for over ten years, had been best man for each other's weddings, had introduced each other to their future wives. Every day they looked forward to starting their workday together.
"You know, Joe? Every day I look forward to starting my workday with you."
"Me too, Ed. Are you ready?"