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    The Black Hills: Part 1

    Indians scattered on dawn’s highway bleeding,

    Ghosts crown the young child’s fragile eggshell mind,

    Blood in the streets in the town of New Haven,

    Blood stains the roofs and the palm trees of Venice

    Blood in my love in the terrible summer

    Bloody red sun of fantastic LA…

     

     

     

     

    Prelude

     

    Six televisions are playing at once, haphazardly arranged, in different makes and models, flashing on CNN.  One set is tied to a radiator with electric tape.  It is green, pea green, made of an ugly sort of plastic, and the tube is nearly dead. 

     

    A cockroach scurries for cover behind one of the sets. The Eastside has never looked so pretty to the unseen observer as it does at this very second. The roach shines red and brown and waves as it runs back home. Well, it doesn’t, really, but Shane wishes it would.

     

    “troops moved into the rebels’ stronghold…”

     

    …mute…

     

    Shane likes that button. She has always hated feeling lied to.

     

    A stereo up in the corner playing five albums on constant repeat. Shane decides to go with the Doors. Some asshole put N’Sync on there as well. She snorts derisively. Sometime later she’ll get up and take that one out, maybe burn it, maybe just bury it in the front yard for posterity.

     

    “…all the children are insane…”

     

    Shots of a group of youth, beating on a dead body—could be ‘ours’ or ‘theirs’ it is no longer recognizable, but then ‘ours’ wanted it to look that way for a reason. 

     

    “…driver, where you takin’ us…”

     

    Another story now. American troops are in Columbia, 37 Indians (Shane remembers a song like that) bombarded on both sides by the so called ‘left’ and the even more strangely named ‘right’, are killed at the hands of American troops.  Terrorists. Shane likes that word: it is beautifully strange in its ambiguity.

     

    Later, she will snort a line of whatever expensive shit her friends have brought home for her, from their ritzy lives in the Los Angeles corporate buildings, where they sell their bodies to wealthy and well paying businessmen.

     

    Then, she will leave for Mexico.  She will leave this all behind and find some people who know what its all really about. Shane knows the truth now.  The truth she now knows.

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    Comments

    1. Great start, I like… everyone is so scattered though. Shane is isolated and weird, Alice is going nuts-by-proxy being so close to Jenny (but oh so funnily) and Tina and Bette have broken up…. again. I hope Helena really will settle down… Post soon hb. thanks

    2. extremely scattered…good thoughts there about hollywood’s ‘uniformity’ as i see it e.g. give awards to hetero programmes with token gays but not to a homo programme with token hets; now sorry that we lost kit; nice helena story line and she’s with bette and angie is blase about 4 moms…sorry bette and tina didn’t make it tho’…alice and jenny between them could come up with a half decent screen play if they’d get over themselves…and i love me some lara…nice one…pps

    3. So Angelica has 4 moms and skipped 2 grades to be 9 and in the 6th grade? Alice is in NYC and can’t find any friends beside Jenny? This may be your most disturbing story to date.

    4. i refuse to explain myself, but i will say that angelica skipped junior kingerwhatever, and yes, she skipped grade 2 as well. that’s what uber smart kids do. lol, pfft

    5. retroboogie – keep your paws off my girlfriend’s sexy mind!!!! *wink* … ok babes this is very very very very intriguing, I can’t wait to see where you are going with this. I love that you’ve chosen to write Bette and Tina separate but functional. If they’re not functional and together then that’s the second best thing. Poor Kit, Angie is cute, I see big things in Shane’s future and, well, yeah … it’s just great xxx

    6. I love the way you have given the gang their on little story line. Telling a little bit about what has transpired in their lives. As for “that’s what uber smart kids do” comment that was funny. Can’t wait for your next update please post when you’re able.

    7. seems as though we have slot of catching up to do. Each character is vey interesting…can’t wait for them all to get together. As usual PPS!!!

    8. Very nice – you’re a good writer, HB, and I am enjoying this a lot. While I can’t imagine Helena & Bette ever being together, I love how everyone comes to life on the page in new ways yet remain faithful to their original characters.

    9. It’s great to read new fic from you =D I loved that Jenny is in NY with Alice… Is peggy still alive??? I can’t believe Kit is dead =( I’m looking forward for the next chapter… THANKS!!

    10. I’ve recently discovered your stories and am spending way too much time reading them! Of course, now I’m on board for this one too. Small thing, but some writers like to know these things: 6th grade is 11-12 year olds. :)

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