this is Brian's chapter #1. i told him it was supposed to just be Curt's flashbacks --he wouldn't have it. but then again...Brian is instrumental in all this.
Shouts: WYNDMIR! i lurve you -- thanks for all the reviews! "glam" was a chapter that came from out of the blue. and no, there really is no good reason for why tawny left.
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Chapter Nine: "Interlude in a Purple Frock"
He jumped around onstage, movements random, crazy and spastic. He glistened in the lights from the oil he had dribbled down onto his chest, which he had then smeared in there and up onto his face. He sparkled from the glitter he had shook about, upon himself and all round. God, had there been a moment when he hadn't had a hand down his pants? Then of course, he had dropped those completely for a spell.
Oh, God, how bold that was. The crowd -- most of them hated him. He didn't seem to care.
He was crazy. An utterly spastic nutter.
And so damned amazing. So bloody enviable.
So beautiful and strange he was almost exotic...
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"Brian? Brian, darling. Honestly, where does your mind go?"
Brian Slade snapped from his reverie. He looked up at his wife, Mandy, and offered a smile. "To the land of glitter," he replied to her rhetorical question, "where all dreams come true."
Mandy rolled her eyes and took a drag off her cigarette. She shrugged. "Soon you won't have to daydream to get there, eh, love?"
Brian smiled, blue eyes glittering. "Exactly." He lay back on the ground, arms folded behind his head, fingers threading through his long auburn hair.
Maybe Curt Wild will be there, too.
(The lyric in the page break is from "The Whole Shebang" by Grant Lee Buffalo)