I'm re-reading it. And also using the handy-dandy strikethrough option, where you cross out words (
I want this finished. And maybe with a different title; one that's stayed in my mind is "Foursquare For Chaos," which is a Harlan Ellison phrase. ("The Idiot Plot" is science fiction author James Blish's idea: a story that only works if every character in the story is an idiot.) The point is, I can finish this; I should. The story's frequently terrible, but (for instance) so was the script Mike Rich wrote before he wrote Finding Forrester. But even terrible writing can have worthwhile flashes.
At least I hope (ah, that classic creator's insecurity; I can have that in spades). Early on, the character of Carol (at least that's her name so far) starts to think of breaking up with her boyfriend (currently called) Rod. This came out of me.
And she thought back on their relationship: it had been a series of aftermaths, a situation to be cleaned up followed by another to be cleaned up, and another, and another. Rod moved through life with the subtlety of a wrecking ball, and the low-grade amusement she got from insulting and abusing him had been her way of distancing herself from that.
I'll see how far Carol progressed past that. And how does it end? Science fiction-ly, because that's where my mind goes. Without going into details, once idea I had sometime in 2003 or 2004 for this story was tying in the story in a science fictional, Matrix-y way to 9/11. I've had enough time to realize it's a stupid, maybe insulting idea (but! It seemed clever at the time). Plus I know several more New Yorkers now than I did then. I hope I come up with something better. Or that I come up with something.