INVISIBLE FRIENDS DO NOT PAY RENT

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Dear Mr Sonnegard All these letters would start off the same --rejection after rejection -- "A writer of your caliber doesnt come along too often", so on and so forth - ending up to No Sale! Five years and this was enough! This was the end, the finish, not a living wage not a living anything. He sat down at his type writer(no computer could compute like his old Royal typewriter). He prepared himself to squeeze 500 words out of his empty brain recesses today, that can't be asking too much can it?
He had a glimmer of an idea that he wanted on paper before writing Finis to this no act play! it kept swimming about and wouldn't come ashore no matter how hard he coaxed. Then it happened - a voice on the shoulder, but was it the shoulder or in his head or in the room? "Just write this down as I tell you, it's what you're looking for" and it did seem quite good although nothing he would have thought up. He managed not only 500 words but half again as much. The voice had all kinds of ideas and he hoped the voice would stay awhile. Who are you? NO what are you? The voice coughed - maybe barked! Say what? I've been watching you many long years it said.
You were barely able to walk when I knew you but you waded into the water at at Lackawanna vacation home. I was there and pulled you out but they blamed me and said I pushed you because of the teeth marks on your arm. I lost that skirmish and got put down, but down and out, I've been around all the time" his mother had once mentioned an incident with water and a dog but he had turned her off at the time. She had a very vivid imagination and she should have been the writer!
The books and literary pieces were rolling out like machinery but Rolf and Lonnie aren't divulging what's behind that informational jewel.. That would write finito to a career that never got off the ground until Rolf, who told Lonnie that when you save a life it is up to you to see that it remains productive and doesn't go off the rails. So Lonnie remained in Rolf's charge, unaware, now forever more, is what he took from this admission. Are you kidding me? Are these the diseased flutterings of madness?

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But who could argue with his book? He had never written anything to compare and when he said compare he also meant comparatively easy and that was the compare he liked. Rolf was in his ear the whole time and if he was crazy, what a way to go around the bend. His new book was a wonder and a gem to behold on the silver screen, the tears flowing free from adults to children " Lonnie and Rolf"-brothers joined by the stars" the photography in the book was a commentary on Lonnie's new found talent as a photographer, not just one in the making, but as in full fledged!
"Where did you find such a talented dog Lonnie?" Said his publisher while discussing his newest book outline. "We need to get him in front of a camera. He's at least as salable as that Marley dog in Marley and Me. More along the lines of Richard Gere's Hachiko, I would say.! There's no end of projects we can arrange for him."
No one had seen Rolf--how could they - Rolf was receiving his mail in Lonnie's brain except he had allowed for pictures in the book but there was no need to go into that with his publisher!
If you're looking for that dog Mr. McKenzie, you're barking up the wrong tree thought Lonnie. Rolf silently agreed!

There are more things under heaven and earth than you can believe - more
Things than you can ever believe

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