Twitter Weekly Updates for 2010-02-14

  • Sail Cat Road continues. #
  • Gus took a deep breath. “Why are you spending time with me? To torture me? To beat me down and humiliate me? What is it?” #
  • “I love you,” said Jimmy before he could think about his response. “You and Jolene are all I have left. I won’t lose either of you.” #
  • Gus had never heard Jimmy say the word love before. The shock of that coming from his father was as confusing as Bren’s death. #
  • “We have to go back and deal with this,” said Gus. “I have always been too nice to people. You have been heartless. I can see why.” #
  • Jimmy grimaced at the implications of his good son becoming bitter. “Don’t loose your soul to hate. It won’t give you joy. It takes it.” #
  • Sail Cat Road will continue later. Thank you for following. #
  • Sail Cat Road continues now. #
  • Jimmy thought of his brother, Gerald. He had not seen him since Gerald got out of prison. Hate wedged them apart. Blood held them together. #
  • He would talk with Gerald and Shewl, set things straight, ask for forgiveness – another word he had never used. How would he start? #
  • He would try to act like Gerald’s years in prison did not happen, but that would not last. He would have to face it right up front. #
  • Jimmy seldom thought about his actions. He just did them. But age was watering down his concentrated callousness. He was becoming human. #
  • It was hard for him to grasp frailty. Admitting mistakes was no way to start living at the end. It would make pulling a trigger tougher. #
  • Just apologize and leave it at that, he figured. Gerald knew Jimmy well. It would be enough. Just a simple, direct “I’m sorry.” #
  • He would never get the chance. #
  • Sail Cat Road will continue later. Thank you for following. The prequel, No Good End, is at http://www.nogoodend.com #
  • The Holes Of Winter: http://terrytaylor.posterous.com #
  • Sail Cat Road, Chapter 19: http://sailcatroad.posterous.com/sail-cat-road-chapter-19 or http://terrytaylor.posterous.com #
  • Sail Cat Road continues now. #
  • Mikal Ritko traveled alone. Things had gotten out of hand. Bren was abducted and killed. Gus had jumped the hospital and fled with Jimmy. #
  • Gus had jumped the hospital and fled with Jimmy. They likely drove west toward a story that would end badly for someone, maybe even them. #
  • Agent James died in the door of the ER in Andalusia. Duware was good at his job and willing to do anything to get the job done. Anything. #
  • In this case, dressing like a woman and shooting Agent James in the unpleasant daylight. It piled up in his head, ugly and unorganized. #
  • Lemuel Zapata was still alive, probably. He had a talent for it. His son, Zeke, however, had not been so fortunate. Duware was culling. #
  • Zeke lay cooked in cooling wreckage under a pecan tree towards Mississippi. Zapata had lost Bren and Zeke to the same piece of business. #
  • Fussell Duware was still working, a murderer with intentions to kill everyone involved in his perceived slight. Ritko was on that list. #
  • Jolene was out in Texas or Louisiana somewhere, probably killing people who deserved it. Ritko’s office called so much he tossed his phone. #
  • He did not need it anymore. Silence would serve him better than the complication of communication. He stripped his life part by part. #
  • Sail Cat Road will continue later. Thank you for following. Chapters 1-19: http://sailcatroad.posterous.com No Good End: http://www.nogoodend.com #

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About Terry Taylor

Terry Taylor has worked at nearly every major agency in the industry, including Chiat/Day, DMB&B, BBDO, Ogilvy & Mather, Earle Palmer Brown and Arnold. Besides national awards in Communication Arts, D&AD, Clios and Addies, his portfolio boasts the likes of Nissan, Pepsi, SAP, Budweiser, Twix, Virginia Lottery, Barbados and Burger King. Perhaps you’ve seen his work on the Super Bowl, or his recent novel on Twitter, or his picture in the post office. Okay, that’s not him.
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