@marsantos: it kinda sucks when you realize the protagonist in your story is the boyfriend from high school you thought you forgot about lol -- crinkled paper pads and lukewarm coffee. big screen and big stage. warm nights and studio apartment. broken pencils and lamplight. cold fingers and sweaty palms. the actor and the playwright. -- in which a writer who sets out to sell her script realizes the story is that of her and a shadow from the past she cant seem to shake. {t.h. x oc}All Rights Reserved