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CHAPTER ONE – Dr Porter
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I roll the car window all the way down and let the freezing air blow hard and fast against my face. ”It’s time to go clinical or go home!” I scream out the window. ”Just say it for God’s sake! Just say it! We’ve elected a madman as president!”
Well that accomplished the sum total of nothing, except startling a murder of crows from their roost. Their inky black bodies lift off the limbs of the pecan trees and take flight, as my thoughts drift and soon land on the pretty face of the blonde, sometimes redhead, wisecracking TV pundit I’ve got an impossible crush on.
I like it that she surprises me with her different hairstyles and chic bracelets and how she gets that Trump’s insane. I can see her dying to say it out loud on MSNBC, but always stopping herself just short. I’d love to give her chance to confess it to me if she’d like. Over a bottle of wine I’d earnestly praise her political comic genius and then take her home to bed.
But it will never happen.
I sigh out a long foggy breath and wish her journo-beat was neuroscience instead of politics. Doesn’t she want a Pulitzer? Because I know what’s terribly wrong inside the President-elect’s brain. Wouldn’t she like to see deeply into my world of neuroscience and its wonders?
I checked her Twitter feed last night, when I didn’t see her on Lawrence O’Donnell’s show. She’s usually on screen with David Corne, from Mother Jones, and the extremely serious former CIA guy, Jason-somebody, who never cracks a smile, even at her best crafted ironies and jabs at the President-elect’s dim wittedness, but I always laugh. It was then I noticed my TV crush had changed her pinned tweet to, ”Every morning I wake up thinking, ”OMG! We’re all going to die!””
In sidewalk speak, she’d fucking unnerved me. In science speak, she’d hijacked my amygdala creating a neurological brainstorm that had kept me up for hours. I should never read Twitter before bed. It matters little to the human brain, hard wired ten thousand years ago to avoid man eating tigers, that we presently live in a modern world of luxuries and comforts. Our flight or fight traits may be an atavism of little use in our tiger-free cities, but for millions of people on Twitter I suspect Trump is the tiger.
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Loving this story so far!
Thanks Tee! I’ve got to get Dr Porter all tangled up with the spies and then satisfy her with a date with the journalist. Anything in particular you’d like to see unfold in this thriller?
I love the serious side of Bette as well as her occasional uptightness but I also love when she has fun and turns on that charm that the ladies love so much.
Welcome back Command:
I like very much your story; it is very much your style, I was missing it; the thematic is excellent and I think the story is very promising; thank you so much for bringing this (the topic) here. I will be waiting for a sooner update. Thanks again
P
Dear Proteonomics,
My thanks for your welcome back and appreciation of the complex theme. I’m making plotting notes for the next chapter and beyond.
Very disappointing story.
I’m so happy to see you post again .I love your stories and this looks like its going to be another great story. Please post soon .
Hiya Don70,
It’s enjoyable to get back to fiction writing. I’ve missed it terribly! Feels good to vent through Bette, too. As has been said many times in the American media of late, no one can believe the unravelings of this administration and to write it as a political thriller, no one would believe it. Then I thought – Well, I can come up with something that Bette would enjoy a romp through. Believable or not, I’m delighted you’re enjoying the tale so far!
Thanks for the new story. I’m intrigued because I do believe trump is crazy. Looking forward to more
WKM, Agreed! While on a recent bike ride Trump’s escalating non compos mentis was unnerving to envision so, I gave the case to Dr Porter. We’ll do less brain surgery in the next chapter and more action. So far, we have a brilliant doctor, a black horse, an able trusted assistant and a crush on a TV pundit. I think I can shake and stir that into something interesting!
My thanks for your comment!
Welcome back and wow, with a story involving Bette and a Black horse, both dear to me. That and a Tv pundit who she has a crush on and the Trump character who is crazy and not alone in fiction, is a very interesting mix for a fantastic story!
I am happy that you are back!
Looking forward to the next update!
Nice to see you too!
We’re in sync on Bette needing a dark horse as a friend. I have a wonderful picture of Nightingale we’ll see in the next chapter…coming soon.
I was particularly focused on the breaking news from Capitol Hill yesterday and it couldn’t possibly have been any stranger, except of course today it is!
Upcoming, Doctor Porter has some interesting thoughts on mental psychosis. I hope you’ll find those and more interesting.
You’re back! And with a bang! Looking forward to chapter 2. I think I see how our neuroscientist comes to cross paths with a political reporter. ;)
How clever of you! One hopes their meeting involves a bang as well!
Very, very interesting story, please post more. Okay, how the heck did they know Bette had a theory about the President-elect. She only talked to Cassie about it, then whispered in the man’s ear with him unconscious. I want more of this story. Please post more. Thanks.
Delighted you’re engaged and hoping for more. We go into theories in Chapter Two. I hope you find her delivery amusing. I’ve written most of the next chapter and plan to post before dark CST time.