Date:         Sat, 22 Jun 1996 00:49:46 EDT
From: tink on the run <mbarker@MIT.EDU>
Subject:      EXERCISE: Here we go . . .

Pick a character, any character...

Your character, should they choose to accept it, is about to go on a
vacation.  Unfortunately, a strong sense of duty (alright, obsessive
compulsiveness) makes them feel they have to tidy up things at work,
send out final missives to lists they belong to, and so forth.  As a
result, they are going to be tired when they get on that plane
tomorrow morning...

(hum.  Seems a bit lacking, although it is an accurate reflection of
why I seem to be a bit harried and scurrying the last few days.  Give
me a little time off, and I'm sure I'll be more cheerful.  BTW-the
service around here may be a little off for a while.  Be patient, help
each other, and watch for strange writings from afar.)

Try again.  How about this?

1.  Pick a number from one to six.

    1.  worked in a strip joint
    2.  worked in a pornographic bookstore
    3.  worked in a garbage dump
    4.  worked in a mortuary
    5.  worked the street
    6.  worked for criminals, the mafia, drug trade, take your pick

2.  Our hero(ine) is sitting, talking to (roll those dice):

    1.  a soon-to-be romantic involvement
    2.  a relative-in-law
    3.  the spouse of a religious leader (i.e., the minister's
       wife!)
    4.  a past romantic involvement
    5.  a salesperson
    6.  a doctor

3.  Through the machinations of a bit player (perhaps a drunk
trips, falls in a lap, and recognizes the landscape?  What if a
truck driver hesitates, then asks?  Think about what the right
way to do this is, and what the reaction(s) are.)

Anyway, through the offices of a passing stranger, our hero(ine)
discovers that the person they are talking to has a past (oh my!).

What do they do about it?  What happens when we find out that the
minister used to be the star attraction in "the rise and fall of
the all male empire- a Gay Review?"

Give us that scene, complete with pie, coffee, and a bit of
revelation.

One sentence?

   "So you're leaving tomorrow?" he asked, just before the truth
came out.

*beep-beep* there goes
tink