From Twitter 08-16-2009

• 02:49:47: CHAPTER THREE. Rupert King was in a corner. Not a literal corner, a metaphorical one. He was behind a desk, typing words into a computer.
  
• 02:59:29: So many ideas came to him, and all at once. They were all awful...and yet it was all he could do to grab each of them before they left him.
  
• 03:04:49: He hoped to make the story ideas fit. They didn't. At 42, Rupert was an unknown, unpublished, frustrated writer...perhaps the worst ever.
  
• 03:09:03: He couldn't write characters, or find motivations, or compose dialogue. All he could do was give humongous breasts semi-creative nicknames.
  
• 03:15:42: Although poor at writing sex scenes, he excelled at describing tits. While this wasn't enough to build a career on, he felt it was a start.
  
• 03:20:16: Rupert King didn't want to be a famous writer, or even a good one. He just wanted to write stories of action, adventure, and giant breasts.
  
• 03:28:47: He felt it might not happen now. He'd wasted so many years, and many opportunities had slipped away from him. He was just a fry cook now.
  
• 03:36:37: He tried not to think about it. His characters were stuck in idiotic plots he'd placed them in, and there were many boobs left to describe.
  
• 03:41:20: Why would O'Malley kill Fargas, now a private investigator? And what are the odds that the P.I.'s twin brother, also a P.I., would turn up?
  
• 03:42:38: And what about the cats? An evil cat that is seeking to take over the world? Aren't all cats evil? And who killed the stripper? And why?
  
• 03:44:59: Why so many private investigators, anyway? And are all the women in the story huge-breasted blondes? Rupert knew the answer to this. YES.
  
• 03:50:29: But where was all this heading? And why the year 1958? Was it just some sort of cop-out so the men could treat the women like furniture?
  
• 03:56:31: Again, most likely yes again. But King wanted to keep modern technology out of it. His felt it had made his life difficult enough already.
  
• 04:01:42: Rupert wanted to tie up all the loose ends. He began to write as if his life depended upon it. He would finish this story, no matter what.
  
• 04:04:32: Somehow he'd do it. It might not make sense, but for the first and only time in his life he'd finish what he started. He got back to work.
  

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