![]() This is the One!A Story by Michael Stevens![]() Charles Placard # 8![]() This is the One! By Mike Stevens A Charles Placard
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The excitement literally ran through
Charles Placard, as he reread the novel he had just finished. 'This is
the one!' he thought. After all the rejection, all the humiliation, and
all the pressure he'd received from his own family, THIS was the book that
would put the name of Charles Placard among the leading authors of his time,
right up their with his favorite, and a personal idol, S. Pennington
Wordsworth. As he fantasized about joining Wordsworth at the top of the
author's ladder, he thought over the book's plot:
“In the course of human events,
s**t happens! It's insight such as this that makes that people turn their
lonely eyes to me. It's taken me most of my life to reach this
conclusion; that, like it or not, people look up to me; care about what I
think, and for whatever reason, basically worship me like a god. I didn't
want this notoriety, didn't seek it out, but whether I wanted it or not, I have
it. I'd love to just be an ordinary Joe Shmo, but alas, I am not!”
Just
rereading it sent shivers of pride up and down his spine. After years of
wanting to be recognized as a great dramatic author, then a great comedy
author, he'd finally found the style that would make him well-known; a
combination of autobiographic insights about his fascinating life up to
this point, and sayings he'd thought up, which would help the reader to become
almost the success that he himself had reached. He'd already finished the
autobiography part; now it was time to write down some more insightful
sayings.
“When flying
a plane, avoid mountains!,” “Lunch comes about halfway through the work day!,”
“When studying for a test, it helps to know for which class!” were just some of the wisdom's he used to help
him finish.
Today,
he was meeting with April Vacarro to discuss her publishing company,
Vacarro Publishing, printing his manuscript. He hugged
it protectively to his body, as if he was out of contact with it, someone
else would get credit for writing it; he knew it was good; very, very good!
“Come
in, Mr. Placard,” Vacarro shouted from her office.
Charles
opened the door and strode in confidently.
“Pull up
a chair, and tell me a little about yourself.”
“About
me? It's all in the book; I'm a little surprised you're unclear on my
life story.”
“Yes, but
surely what you wrote in the book can't be your actual life story? I
figured it was made funny to match the rest of the book.”
Charles
went into a rage! “Not you too! You look like an intelligent woman,
but if you're too stupid to see painful REAL truths, then I've obviously
misjudged you!”
“Real
truths, like the fact you were born in a convent, and adopted by a witch?”
“Hey, my
mother wasn't a very nice person!”
“You
mean that just because you didn't much care for your mother; THAT kind of
witch?”
“Yes of
course! How else would you describe her?”
“Oh, I
don't know, maybe change the W to a B?”
“No
changes; if you're not going to publish my manuscript, I'll have you know
there's plenty of other publishers who would LOVE to get their hands on this
baby!”
“Then,
by all means, give them a call, because we're running low on toilet paper, and
that's about all that hunk of crap is good for!”
Charles
Placard was despondent as he drove away from the offices of Vacarro Publishing.
Once again, those interested in publishing his book assumed it was meant
as a comedy. Was everyone morons, or was it just him?
The End
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