Write about what you know, they say.
Â Â Â Â Â Keep emotional distance, they say.
Â Â Â Â Â One of the criticisms put against D. H. Lawrence’s ‘Sons and Lovers’ is that Lawrence did not have have have enough distance in re his mother’s death to write on the material properly.
Â Â Â Â Â Yet there are some things that might only be processed properly by recording the material…
Â Â Â Â Â Whether such thoughts need to see print I do not know. Cry for sympathy, perhaps?
Â Â Â Â Â So, since it wasn’t written in a state of emotional turmoil but reflects something of how I feel now (desolate but with a tinge of hope) a story that cannot ever see print because it uses large sections of a formerly popular song as its dialogue.
Â Â Â Â Â ‘Tis so apt for some many reasons.
Conversation outside a door in 1975; or, That pretentiously titled story.
â€œSo, what job lot is this one?â€
Â Â Â Â Â Andreus looked down at his clipboard. â€œAh, CC10 I believe.â€
Â Â Â Â Â â€œAnd the description?â€ Petrov asked.
Â Â Â Â Â â€œOne stuck door to be created, so that it takes the household inhabitants additional time to leave the premises. It brings this year into line with the project, and we get to start work on Anno Domini 1976.â€ Andreus hung the clipboard on a hook on his belt. â€œThis door here, I expect. Do you have the Temporal Accelerator, or should I use a Milliputt Ager?â€
Â Â Â Â Â â€œNope, Iâ€™ve got the Accelerator. What kind of wood do you think this is?â€ Petrov pulled out the required tool from his satchel. â€œIâ€™m thinking a cheap English pine.â€
Â Â Â Â Â â€œAgreed. Probably only needs a .73 on it for the desired effect.â€
Â Â Â Â Â â€œRight you are.â€ Petrov knelt down by the floor at and placed the device on the tight corner of the door. â€œAh, Andreus?â€
Â Â Â Â Â â€œYes?â€
Â Â Â Â Â â€œCan I ask you something?â€
Â Â Â Â Â â€œYes, of course you can.â€
Â Â Â Â Â â€œAh, its awkward. Itâ€™s personal.â€
Â Â Â Â Â â€œYes?â€ Andreus voice was hesitant.
Â Â Â Â Â â€œSusanna, my partner, I think weâ€™re going through a really rough patch.â€
Â Â Â Â Â â€œAh.â€ Andreus placed a small circle on the door. â€œSo, whatâ€™s been going on?â€
Â Â Â Â Â â€œWell, we spend all our time fighting these days. She doesnâ€™t like the fact Iâ€™m doing direct interventions, and I canâ€™t see why she wants an admin. job. I mean, before you and me, Susanna and I were the perfect team. We used to do the most marvellous set-ups. We could organise events from a hundred years away, and everything would always fall into place. Now all we do is organise fights that seem like a hundred years long.â€ Petrov stood up. â€œShould I have the honours, or will you?â€
Â Â Â Â Â â€œIf youâ€™ll be so kind.â€ Andreus handed Petrov the activation plate.
Â Â Â Â Â â€œSo, what do you think?â€
Â Â Â Â Â Andreus pressed the plate, and then returned it to his satchel. â€œAbout your problem?â€
Â Â Â Â Â â€œYeah.â€
Â Â Â Â Â â€œWell, in my opinion, too many broken hearts have fallen in the river. Too many have just drifted out to sea. Itâ€™s like laying bets; you pay the price.â€
Â Â Â Â Â â€œFor the things we do for love?â€ Petrov asked?
Â Â Â Â Â â€œExactly. You see, communication is the problem to the answer. Sorry, communication is the problem to be answered. Time shifting seems to screw up my language centres every time.â€ Andreus tapped the circle on the door. â€œSeems to be working.â€
Â Â Â Â Â â€œYeah. Well, I do have a number, and my hand was on the phone, but then we shifted period and the vortex turned nasty, so the lines are down.â€
Â Â Â Â Â â€œAnd she isnâ€™t going to be happy?â€ Andreus knelt down by the door again.
Â Â Â Â Â â€œNo. The things we go through for love.â€
Â Â Â Â Â â€œYep. Like walking in the rain, and the snow, when thereâ€™s no where to go, and you feel like a part of you is dying.â€ Andreus removed the accelerator from the door-frame.
Â Â Â Â Â â€œYeah. Youâ€™re looking for the answer in her eyes. You think youâ€™re going to break upâ€¦â€
Â Â Â Â Â â€œAnd then she wants to make up?â€ Andreus finished.
Â Â Â Â Â â€œYeah. And you know, it really makes me love her. I mean, when weâ€™ve both gone away to do our things, my mind feels like its crawling up a wall.â€ Petrov peeled the circle off the door. â€œShall we get going?â€
Â Â Â Â Â â€œYes.â€ Andreus pulled the clipboard off his belt. â€œAh, I see weâ€™ve got a five hour break to break back to home, shower, clean, and then take part in a robbery. It seems that in this reality the 1976 Robinson Murder only had three people involved, and our records indicate there was seven in the house at the time. Andreus hung the clipboard back on his belt â€œBut about you and Susanna; look. I think a compromise would surely help the situation. Agree to disagreeâ€¦â€
Â Â Â Â Â â€œBut disagree to part, that kind of thing?â€
Â Â Â Â Â â€œYes. I mean, after all, itâ€™s just a compromise of the things we do for love.â€
Â Â Â Â Â â€œYouâ€™re right.â€ Petrov smiled. â€œThe things we do for love.â€