Archive for April, 2010
Mr. Smith Makes A Complaint
Friday, April 30th, 2010
“I want to make a complaint.”
The being behind the counter, white robed, wingéd, and possessed of an unearthly beauty, looked puzzled. It cleared its throat. “I don’t think I’ve ever gotten one of those.”
I rolled my eyes. “You must be new here.” Very new, I silently added.
The celestial being looked around, perhaps hoping to find someone else to deal with me, but no one was there. “May I help you?” it asked. “Mr….?”
“Smith. I think entropy has come to the afterlife.”
“Entropy? But that implies progressive, irreversible degradation. It’s just not possible here, what with this place existing outside of time and all.” It smiled reassuringly. Immaculate wings fluttered and a couple of disarranged feathers settled back into place.
I scratched my head. “That’s what I thought. I’ve been here a while (not sure exactly how long) and at first stasis seemed to prevail.”
“Go on,” it encouraged.
I had been standing in line at the celestial cafeteria, trying to decide between heavenly ham and a simple fried egg, when I suddenly wondered why there was a line at all. I mean, every other time I went to eat, I encountered only those people I wanted to meet, and we never had to wait. But this morning, the line had stretched from the heavenly serving area, through a lobby of unparalleled symmetry, and out doors of surpassing loveliness into a meadow of unmatched beauty. A murmur had arisen, and as I craned my neck to see what was going on up ahead, I saw many others doing the same. In the end, I had to settle for cold pizza, which makes an excellent breakfast, but wasn’t what I wanted.
I later heard that no one had shown up to serve, which was why only leftovers were available. Not the level of competence I had come to expect, frankly. Which was why I decided to register a complaint.
After I finished the story the attendant did not respond. I waved my hand in front of its face, cleared my throat loudly several times. Nothing. Finally, I reached forward and lightly tapped it on the shoulder. It toppled over backward and plummeted through the cloud like a brick through rice pudding.
“Aaaaa!!”
I jumped back, tripped, and almost fell myself. Maybe all this time I’d been wrong about where I’d ended up. Maybe today’s events were the next step in an extraordinarily subtle form of torment. Wherever this was, I needed to get out.
The end
The problem, you see, is the endings
Thursday, April 29th, 2010
INT. DAY. TEMPLE OF THE MUSE
A large, opulent, but dusty chamber. Vaguely classical. Tapestries hang and heavy persian rugs spread out. They are a little tatty. A woman reclines on a chaise-lounge. She is wearing a toga and slightly resembles my wife. I enter.
ME
Hello!
MUSE
Oh. Hello.
ME
Yes, hi. Just a quick visit, I’m afraid. Lots to do. To write, actually. That’s the reason I’m here, you see. I’ve got this piece due for Daily Cabal so I was-
MUSE
How’s the novel coming on?
ME
What? The… Oh, the novel? Well… yeah. I mean. It was going pretty well. Was going… yeah. You know?
MUSE
Was going?
ME
Yeah… Yeah, I was going pretty good on it. Got 12k down. Good start, I thought. But then… I don’t know. I was playing with the voice. Trying to get some things… I don’t know. It just, you know… Just sort of ground to a halt.
MUSE
Ground to a halt?
ME
Yeah. But, well… you know. I mean… Anyway. So, there’s this Daily Cabal piece. And it’s due tomorrow, so I was really hoping you-
MUSE
Your inspiration for the novel—it wasn’t enough?
ME
What? No! No that’s not what I’m saying at all. No, no, no. Not the inspiration. Of course not. Me. Just me. I didn’t… I couldn’t…
[Silence. Of the frosty variety]
ME
So this Daily Cabal piece…
MUSE
How is it going to end?
ME
What? The ending? Well, you know, Kind of dependent on the beginning. And that’s where, you know, I was really kind of hoping you could, maybe…
MUSE
Not worried it’s just going to grind to a halt?
ME
What? No. I mean…. No. Of course not. If you could just…
[More silence]
ME
Just a little… Look, it won’t grind to a halt. I just… The novel… It…
[More silence]
ME
Look…
[Silence]
ME
Please?
[Silence]
ME
Just a little…
[Silence]
ME
If you could just…
[Silence]
ME
I mean…
[Silence]
ME
Please?
[Silence]
ME
Nothing?
[Silence]
ME
Oh wait… I see… I… Oh… You’re… Oh…
[Silence]
ME
Crap.