some possible screenplays and characters I made up:
epilepsy
Harry loves television, he gets home from work and sets himself up for the love of his day. His conversations with coworkers are about what he's heard on it, his mannerisms are borrowed from it, he shares his life with it, he's married to it: television. One night he was flipping through the channels, stopped at the news who were saying its a full moon tonight, then Harry changed to the shopping channel who were selling a Sylvia Plath Easy Bake Oven. Harry reached for his new red rotary telephone to order the oven, he stood up and walked to the window knowing he would grow restless being on hold, and peeled open the blinds letting in the moonlight. He dropped to the floor clenching his teeth, foaming like a broken dandelion. Harry was having a serious epileptic seizure brought upon by the full moon. He was slipping in and out of consciousness while the woman on the shopping channel was slicing into a fresh, moist chocolate cake.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
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