Jeff: Hey, remember me?
Me: Of course I remember you, silly! How've you been, Jim?
Jeff: It's Jeff.
Me: Oh. Right. Sorry. So what's up?
Jeff: I was sort of hoping you could tell me...
Me: Me? Oh, me! Right. Well...uh...I've been a little busy.
Jeff: Yeah, I noticed. So how's engagement treating you?
Me: Just great, thanks!
Jeff: Hope yours turns out better than mine.
Me: (awkward chuckle) Yes, I do too...
Jeff: So hey, listen. I had this idea for the third arc. How's this sound to you? What if we reveal that I'm not really me, I'm a Russian assassin - no, spy. I like spy way better. So I'm like this Russian spy that's...been sent to kill........the other Russian spy.
Me: M'kay...and who is the other Russian spy?
Jeff: I haven't really gotten that far yet. Uh...how about that Laramie guy?
Me: Michael? Nah.
Jeff: We don't know anything about him, do we? It could work.
Me: Well...that's certainly a great idea, Jeff, and I will definitely keep it in mind. Thank you.
Jeff: (mumbling) Hey, somebody's gotta write this shit.
Me: I'm sorry, what was that?
Jeff: Nothing.
Okay, so I suck. I admit it. I really, really suck. I've been preoccupied with a thousand other things that don't involve writing and I've allowed a thousand other things to distract me from this story. I'm making every effort possible to get back into it, if only so we don't have to endure a story about a couple of unlikely Russian spies (though that might be kinda interesting, now that I think about it...)
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