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Pearl's Not Sure This Will Work

Aha!  A plan forms, vaguely, during my brain’s optimal thinking time, which is in those moments in the night when my eyes flutter open because “god,I’m thirsty” (I have a phobia about drinking water and really have a hard time with it), or have to go to the bathroom, or “god, I’m just incredibly thirsty.”

All the time what I was really thirsty for (aside from fluids) was a plot, a plan, a narrative structure.

My eyes didn’t flutter quite enough, and the plan is admittedly still extremely vague.  It is a bit like a egg not sure if it will fry or scramble or even turn out to be a lightbulb.

And where will that egg cook?   I have an idea–Las Vegas, a placehot enough to cook the egg all right, even on the pool deck–but it’s a place I last visited thirty years ago, and I really am not sure I know it well enough to use it.

Can the whole take place thirty years ago?  I suppose. (Let’s say it’s one of those really old eggs that never actually smells rotten.)   But doesn’t there have to be some reason for that?

Have to start finding out.

Fried?