We didn’t have sex that night. We went out for dinner, and saw two bands at a local club, but didn’t stay for the headliner, and instead ended up sitting in the driveway in the car having such an intense–but good!–conversation that we didn’t want to interrupt it enough to go into the house. It […]
The next day, Jonathan walked around the house on the cordless phone, telling his parents, talking to his agent, telling a college friend who worked in film but was in London for a movie shoot for the next two months, all while he wrapped his cups and plates in newspaper and stacked them in a […]
Once I thought about it I realized that I heard things all the time about television series being cancelled. You hear more about the ones that are on the air and then get cut off. I was vaguely aware that there were those that never made it to air in the first place, but I […]
So, Monday was the day Remo was due to leave the country and Jonathan was due to leave the TV writing business. I got up that morning to remind him to/cheer him on. Of course, I’m never at my most articulate in the morning. So rather than some eloquent encouraging speech, I said, over cereal […]
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Say what you will about Jonathan, one thing he was always good about was letting me preserve my stupid shreds of masculine dignity. When he came in, my head was so far up my ass it took me a moment to even remember where I was and why. Oh fuck. I stood up quickly and […]
When your lawyer calls on the Saturday of a holiday weekend, it’s rarely a good thing. I took the call sitting on the overstuffed leather couch in Remo’s living room with the cordless phone tucked on my shoulder. Carynne and Feinbaum were on the line together. I wasn’t sure if they were in the same […]
Jonathan called a little while later. I took it on the kitchen phone and Remo made himself scarce. “Hey,” I said. “Hey. I…” He cleared his throat. “I wanted to check in.” I kept it light. “Like to a hotel?” He let out a little huff of breath and I knew he was smiling, though […]
If I were prone to cliche I’d say the next day dawned gray and gloomy. But come on. It was another sunny, mid-sixties day exactly like the day before, just like most of the days in November in Los Angeles except when it was in the eighties. I want to go home, I thought, from […]
So, I was expecting a bout of insomnia, but I guess all the alcohol and turkey outdid the stress, and I passed out not long after J. and I got in bed. Jonathan, on the other hand, apparently lay awake thinking about everything he had seen and heard, and Jonathan being Jonathan, made up stories […]