"I have become the demon that created me."
This is basically what happens to the main character in this story. The story follows a young city councilman (Bud) and his battle for a seat in his states house of representatives. He is an honest hard working but generally average politician in the beginning. He can probably win the seat against the aged incumbent since the districts population has become evenly split between young ambitious families and older conservative families. He and is small staff, lead by a homosexual campaign director (KJ) are running a typical boring campaign when Bud's family and babysitter are killed by a deranged madman in his home. Bud confronts the killer and kills him with the knife the killer used to kill his sons.
From then on out Bud is a changed man. He walks around in a daze at first, not even remembering he is a public figure. His story is plastered across the state news and people everywhere recognize him. He considers dropping out of the race for the house seat when he realizes it is drawing unwanted attention to him when he is trying to grieve. But during a fateful trip to the grocery store; the first time since the murders; he goes though a whole range of emotions from being glad to out and about again, to tragic sadness when he realizes he has just put several boxes of easymac into his cart while chatting with a woman who recognizes him and mentioning that his boys love easymac. After walking around the store again in a saddened daze and with a kind of embarrassment Bud gets into an argument with the guy ahead of him in the checkout line after the guy makes a derogatory remark about the young black checkout girl. Everyone in the store is already watching him when the argument starts and Bud proclaims load enough for everyone to hear that he does not want to serve people like the guy in line but would rather have the support of people like the check out girl.
Bud has resolved to quit the campaign when the news of the argument and Bud's statement make the local news that quickly spreads statewide. KJ talks Bud into staying in the race and redirecting his campaign to rally the new support of the quiet majority. Publicity and popularity shoot Bud into the forefront and he is considered the easy winner now. KJ gets Bud close to many powerful people that think Bud can go much farther than the state house and they are already laying out an agenda to get Bud to the top because they feel he is malleable and can easily be swayed to support their concerns. The political machine is rolling strong and Bud is having some difficulties keeping up. He still hasn't had a good time to grieve the loss of his family. He is still timid about moving beyond the state house seat. He is confronted by nightmares of him killing the murderer of his family, and then seeing the bloody knife in his hands and his murdered family nearby, the face of the murderer changes to his own. He is barely able to meet and greet with a smile on his face at the many public functions he is now shuffled into.
The pressure starts a change in him. Its almost a running gag, but a series of bathroom scenes shows Bud's progression from quiet and timid to boisterous and confident. He says what he wants, when he wants to the terror of KJ but surprisingly to the cheers of the public. KJ starts recognizing these changes in Bud and realizes he is beginning to loose control of his candidate. Bud is talking to people on every side of all issues and making alliances with people and groups that KJ thinks are at odds with what should be Buds agenda. To KJ's dismay, people are accepting Buds multidirectional stances, saying that he is finally a politician with common sense, not just a follower of the party line. The people feel that Bud has the balls to push through changes and doesn't care if one party gets credit for it or not. Buds campaign is steam rolling and KJ can't do much to change its direction. All he can do is hope Bud makes it to the election before he does something that destroys his chances. At a function that KJ sets up for Bud to meet homosexual voters, Bud tells KJ privately that he has never approved of his lifestyle. And that it is not a lifestyle but and sickness, just like cancer or polio. It might be genitally predetermined, but that doesn't make it acceptable. Bud goes through several well spoken reasons in short order while the two are alone behind the scenes before Buds introduction. Kj is astonished. As a final insult, Bud says to Kj as he turns toward the door of the stage, "Ok, lets goes press some faggot flesh so I can get out of here before I catch something."
Kj is hurt, disappointed and angered at Bud's remarks. He wants to resign, but this late in the campaign, it would be detrimental to their chances. Kj likes the politics too much. He tries to put the remarks behind him and he dives back into the campaign. He starts to push Bud harder and steer him to the people and power brokers he needs to court to make it past the house.
Bud can only just hang on again. Even his new persona is starting to get stressed. His nightmares are still there and getting worse. He now sees himself as the murderer. In his dream he gets pleasure from raping and killing the babysitter. These dreams terrify Bud. He doesn't have anyone he can confide in about these things. In the past his wife was always there to lend emotional support, but now Bud is alone. He eventually turns to a young woman on his staff and they start a relationship. She (Susan) is kind of swept up by Buds advances and doesn't mind his wild emotional swings or aggressive physical contact. Bud doesn't threaten Susan, but he takes her when he wants her; when he wants to feel the comfort he feels when the act is done and they just lay there.
There is much more to this, but I have to get back to work now.
Project Eleven :: Institution
date: couple of months ago
This one came from a bad dream.
A mentally handicapped boy starts institutional life in after his parents pass. He is left to the mercy and time of the social workers assigned to him. In his new home he tries to make friends. An overworked doctor doesn't appreciate his free spirit because it is disturbing the normal patterns of behaviors in the institution.
This one is hard to write about. I'll have to get back to it later.
Project Twelve :: 3's
date: November 2005
A story about adultery.
Excerpts:
There say to write about what you know about. I know about adultery.
I would like to say I'm not proud of it. But I have bragged about it and worn it as a badge. A badge saying that I was getting around. What it was really saying was I was alone. It was saying that I had been hurt, and never let myself recover from it. I hid the pain. I hid the pain and the self misery and claimed I was passed it. There is no reason to still be miserable eighteen years later, but I wouldn't let myself be any other way. I was the only way I had ever been. It was all I knew. And I really didn't think I would want to be any other way.
When you do something over and over again, well, you may not become good at it, but you do become well practiced. You become one with the process.
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Everybody knew I was sleeping with my neighbors wife, except of course for my neighbor. He would leave early every morning to go to work. I would sleep in because I didn't have a job anymore. I would go next door around ten when I woke up and she would make me breakfast, we'd have sex on the dining room floor and then I would make her lunch. Things went on this way for quite a while.
During this time I would sometimes stop and wonder how I; I mean we, my neighbor, his wife and I, got into this situation. I should know, I was there when it happened. But for some reason it didn't seem possible that three otherwise normal people would work their way into a situation like this. Looking back on it at the time it appeared to be an incomprehensible chain of chance events and encounters that led us to the place we were then at.
Project Thirteen :: Friends and Murderers
date: November 2006
(Prefaced with a discussion about how we become who we are. The old nature verses nurture argument.)
There were thirteen of us originally. We all hung out together. All the time. If one of us would show up somewhere, you knew the rest would soon follow. We weren't really a click, or a gang or anything like that. At least that isn't the way we thought about ourselves. We were just all friends. We liked doing the same things.
Over time, after high school, we would split off from the group to go and do our own thing. We went to different collages, those that went to collage that is. Got married. Got jobs. Got kids and mortgages and IRS audits. We all went in different directions, to different towns, some to different states; one even to a different country. The wrong country apparently.
Time went by and we all went our separate ways. We fell out of touch with each other. Engrossed in our new lives, or what our lives had become, we barely even noticed that we hadn't talked to or seen our old friends in quite some time. So much so that it almost went unnoticed that one of us, the one that went to another country, was put to death as punishment for the crime of murder.
(Go on to discuss how news stories are chosen on a daily basis and how one small story of a local man, who moved to another country had been executed for committing murder)
(The story goes, several of the friends happen to meet after they here the news of their friend being a murderer. There is an uneasyness among them all, in what may initially be thought to be caused by that fact that their friend had murdered some one, but it actually comes from them all being murderers themselves, with differing degrees of guilt. Nothing gets admitted at this point. They go back to their lives and restart several friendships that had been left behind over time. A smaller version of the group to starting to hang out again. Then another member of the original thirteen is arrested for murdering a co-worker, and while the group of friends are hanging out one night discussing their other friends arrest, someone mumbles, "How many more of us are murderers?" Then the truth starts coming out. One by one they admit their crimes to the circle of eleven remaining friends. All of them. Then the question becomes, why are they all killers?)