Writers and Readers

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I can't remember if I wrote this for Acts of Reading and Writing, or off my own bat.

Submitted: November 02, 2008

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Submitted: November 02, 2008



Joseph Grey pulled his worn coat about his shoulders and lent forward eagerly as his pen raced across the paper.


‘Jimmy stepped into the crowded nightclub, a smile flashing across his lips as dancers clustered around him. He strolled to the barkeep and casually slipped a fifty-dollar note onto the counter. “A gin and tonic for me, and whatever these lovely ladies want” – he gestured to the beauties that seemed to materialise wherever he went.’


Joseph barely glanced up as someone sat next to him – the kind of girl less inspired authors would call “pretty and vivacious”. She leaned over eagerly to read what he had written. “I’m called, I mean I am Joseph Grey,” he mumbled.

“Oh, the bodice-rippers?” the girl asked.


‘“Name’s Jimmy, Jimmy Sanchez,” said Jimmy to a gorgeous blonde beside him.

“Jimmy Sanchez!” the girl gasped: “the actor?”

“That’s me, sexy,” he said, flashing her a smile. “I might be able to get you a part in my next romance… that is, if you’re interested.”

The woman swooned and Jimmy caught her before her pretty head hit the ground.’


“I’m Jessica Madeleine,” the girl volunteered. “I’m studying feminist literature and your works are practically required reading”.

Mario jerked his balding head in vague recognition, and returned to his writing.


‘The blonde awoke in Jimmy’s hotel room and stifled a shriek. Jimmy had just showered and was wearing a fluffy pink bath towel. “Don’t worry, honey,” he said. “I’ll take care of you – I have a reputation after all.”’


Joseph shifted uncomfortably as Jessica let out a curious half-laugh, half-grunt.


‘“Oh, I was so worried for a moment there,” the blonde said chestily. She had been breathing heavily from fear, but now she took in Jimmy’s shirtless frame her deep, shuddering breaths were for quite a different reason.

She licked her lip. “Are you sure you won’t take advantage of me?”


“Oh well, here’s my stop,” Jessica interrupted Joseph’s frantic scribbling. She got up and was about to leave when Joseph cried out. “Oh, Jessica, you must have dropped this piece of paper with your phone number on it,” he said, holding it out to her. She accepted it wordlessly.

“Well, um, bye.”


‘“We could certainly enjoy ourselves,” Jimmy chuckled manfully. “I never let a woman get away.”’

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