Bella Vista: January 2011

One Trick Pony

For the last fifteen or so years I've been living with a bunch of dead guys at a motel in West Texas. Like the characters in my stories, I'd really like to move on, see the world, go places. But I'm just like them. Anchored by love, worn down by circumstances and fascinated by how much there really is underneath it all. So I keep writing their stories and tell myself that someday, when I've got this all out of my system, I'll write deep, meaningful literature about... something else. In the meantime, this is a place for the short attention spanned. I'm making a commitment to keep it small here. Flash fiction and scenes from the life inspired by, The Bella Vista Motel.

Thanks for reading.

Pamila

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Don't Worry About Pamila

She's doing just fine. I got her all set up in a nice little room with no distractions. As long as she does her work on my story, I even feed her every once in a while.

As soon as she's done, she'll come out to play. Oh, and she asked me to wish you all a Happy New Year.

Regards,

Romeo