TALL TALES
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Glenys smiled to herself as she answered ''me'' when a dumpy lady with frizzy red hair called ''next''. Glenys opened the door to be confronted by a short, stout, bald man standing by a window smoking a huge Havana cigar.The middle aged man took the money and put it in his pocket, he gestured with his hand to let Glenys go ahead of him.
When she was out of sight he took out the money and saw it was a fake note.....
"What can I do for you young lady?".
"Mr Hitchcock I wanna be in the movies".
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Not so much fantasy, as in the fantastic Thomas. More opening your mind. Take a look at the last one Jessica, Terry and I penned. Based on fact most if not all of the narrative. Believe me this is what Terry called our 'magnum opus', most others are far shorter. Give it a crack mein guten freund, for your good Aussie mate.
Grier
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Cigar puffing Mr Hitchcock said "Well Miss Glenys Stout, you've come to the right place if you want to get started in a few minor acting roles. I have a few irons in that fire. TV adverts too.
You've got a nice face, what's your background? Can you sing, dance, training, .... ?
My take is 18% of net profits to manage you."
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Grier
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Hi Thomas, I agree with Craig to have a crack. Maybe follow the evolving narrative to get a feel for this loose style of collaborative writing.
looker-on
aka Thomas the Kraut
Surely can't play Mrs Brighton.Other possible characters to play include:
Mr Dennis Groton the diddled old actor with the forged $50 note.
Mrs Celeste Brighton, the canny Secretary to Mr Hitchcock.
Or just walk through the door ... as whoever.
Terry/ Jessica I think we have snared Thomas, finally. You can play any character you wish mate, more than one even. That is what makes this game unique. The possibilities are only limited by your imagination. A few stories back we played a team of ghost hunters solving a decades long murder mystery.
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Grier
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How's this Thomas?
Mrs Celeste Brighton having finished some computer work and calls for Mr Hitchcock paid only cursory attention to Mr Groton's wave on to Glenys.
However, looking over her horn rimmed glasses, she saw Mr Groton with an annoyed look on his face whilst holding up a bank note to the light.
"What's up love?" she asked of Mr Groton, a long time client for small roles.
A lovely gay old guy she was friendly with.
Mrs Celeste Brighton having finished some computer work and calls for Mr Hitchcock paid only cursory attention to Mr Groton's wave on to Glenys.
However, looking over her horn rimmed glasses, she saw Mr Groton with an annoyed look on his face whilst holding up a bank note to the light.
"What's up love?" she asked of Mr Groton, a long time client for small roles.
A lovely gay old guy she was friendly with.
looker-on
aka Thomas the Kraut
No but it might well be that you've spotted one of my flaws, if you like. Consider this: Can a man, whose library was dukedom large enough but who, at the end of his life, can hardly bring himself to even read fiction any more, really be expected to write it, no matter at which level?
Thomas dont chicken out on us. We know you are stronger than that. Mate have a crack at least. For your freunds.No but it might well be that you've spotted one of my flaws, if you like. Consider this: Can a man, whose library was dukedom large enough but who, at the end of his life, can hardly bring himself to even read fiction any more, really be expected to write it, no matter at which level?
''I will do anything Mr Hitchcock''. This was music to the ears of the old lecher who in the past had given the first leg up to many a young wanna be actress. After all the 'casting couch' was often used but kept in total silence by most of the biggest studio heads in Hollywood.
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Grier
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""Anything Miss Stout??, Glenys."
"Well how about we discuss your future prospects over dinner tonight? I have to speak with another client, a Mr Groton who I thought was before you. Nevermind, show business, eh.
How about 8pm at the Ambassador?
My shout Miss Glenys Stout.
I can get my secretary Celeste to make a booking."
"Well how about we discuss your future prospects over dinner tonight? I have to speak with another client, a Mr Groton who I thought was before you. Nevermind, show business, eh.
How about 8pm at the Ambassador?
My shout Miss Glenys Stout.
I can get my secretary Celeste to make a booking."
Grier
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No but it might well be that you've spotted one of my flaws, if you like. Consider this: Can a man, whose library was dukedom large enough but who, at the end of his life, can hardly bring himself to even read fiction any more, really be expected to write it, no matter at which level?
Good point Thomas and well said.
I often berate myself for not reading more of my own unread books too.
With the 21st century addiction to screens I am happy to spend time working in my garden, with my animals, my house, cycling, riding mc, social things, mostly things with a physical aspect after a life time of my own nose stuck in books and screens .
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looker-on
aka Thomas the Kraut
You're taking the words right out of my mouth, Terry. I said "hardly", so it's not that I don't read fiction at all ( could post a list of those I did read recently) but I prefer other things to fiction. Apart from that the activities you mentioned clearly take priority.
Grier
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Coincidently, listening to the radio yesterday there was a discussion with a book author by the name of Kate Mosse about one of her semi-historical (real paper) books called Labyrinth. It sounded great so off I drove down to my local Library with digital card in wallet. Sadly they didn't have anything by Mosse so I grabbed a historical drama book anyway.
"The Blacksmiths Wife" by Anne Doughty. It's based in 1845 in Ulster (Northern Ireland) where I was born and grew up myself.
1845 was about the start of the great potato famine in Ireland.
Having played a Blacksmith as a character with Craig and Jessica over a long while a while ago, I'm keen to see another perspective of an early Black Smith's Forge and set up.
Looks like it's mostly you and I again Craig to write a tall tale if you'd like. Thanks for beating the drum. Always happy to see anyone else drop into a character's skin. We two know the drill and if there's any sort of story you'd like, I'm all ears. Historical, Futuristic, Contemporary, Action, Lay Back, ... , whatever, or keep it on the back burner?
I'm starting up a face to face table top Role Playing game at mine with two old mates. That 's a work in progress at the moment with us still reeling from two very close old friends passing away recently. Loving numbers and simplicity I've created a new set of very easy rules for the dice we throw.
Hopefully that allows for more character play.
"The Blacksmiths Wife" by Anne Doughty. It's based in 1845 in Ulster (Northern Ireland) where I was born and grew up myself.
1845 was about the start of the great potato famine in Ireland.
Having played a Blacksmith as a character with Craig and Jessica over a long while a while ago, I'm keen to see another perspective of an early Black Smith's Forge and set up.
Looks like it's mostly you and I again Craig to write a tall tale if you'd like. Thanks for beating the drum. Always happy to see anyone else drop into a character's skin. We two know the drill and if there's any sort of story you'd like, I'm all ears. Historical, Futuristic, Contemporary, Action, Lay Back, ... , whatever, or keep it on the back burner?
I'm starting up a face to face table top Role Playing game at mine with two old mates. That 's a work in progress at the moment with us still reeling from two very close old friends passing away recently. Loving numbers and simplicity I've created a new set of very easy rules for the dice we throw.
Hopefully that allows for more character play.
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I beat the drum, no one listened Terry. I did think I had finally convinced Thomas but not seen him since our last PM so I have failed. I suspect Jessica will be on when she can. Meanwhile we can continue the Hitchcock theme if you wish.
Mr Hitchcock then came into the room. "I heard what was said. Here Mr Gorton and he handed the tall, gaunt looking man a $100 note. ''Miss Stout is going to be on contract with Hitchcock Pictures, so I want no trouble between my actors''.
Grier
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Looking flustered and emotional Glenys said to Mr Groton and all "I had no idea it was a fake note Mr Groton, truly. I'm so sorry
Thank you for your peaceful gesture Mr Hitchcock, it's gracious of you, and I'll look forward to working with you Mr Groton.
Unseen was Mr Hitchcock's secretary Celeste half hid behind her computer, spinning back in her swivel chair with eyes rolling upwards.
Thank you for your peaceful gesture Mr Hitchcock, it's gracious of you, and I'll look forward to working with you Mr Groton.
Unseen was Mr Hitchcock's secretary Celeste half hid behind her computer, spinning back in her swivel chair with eyes rolling upwards.
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