You are my partner in crime in The Undeniables. If we are the New Kids on the Block, then you, my dear, are certainly Joey McIntire (but much cooler, more attractive, and maybe a better singer–I’m not sure about that last one because you’ve never really sung in front of me). I have no idea which New Kid I’d be because I honestly don’t know all that much about them. The only reason I had a New Kids T-shirt when I was in elementary school might’ve been because they were available at the 5 for $10 store, probably a poorly-screened one from the store around the corner from where I grew up.
You were the first other person I told about this project, and you jumped into it right away. I’ve known you for almost exactly three months now, and in that short time, I’ve come to sincerely trust you. Maybe it’s because we’re kind of in the same place, working at jobs that are only vaguely related to what we’d rather be doing or should be doing. Maybe it’s because we spent HOURS AND HOURS together with Claire the first time we hung out. Maybe it’s because you listened to my poetry and cheesy essays and didn’t laugh, and you seemed genuinely interested.
Or maybe, just maybe, you’re just AWESOME.
Even though you told me that my new WordPress address foranovel.wordpress.com was “BORING.”
Seriously though, when we read out your script together, I was impressed. Your talent motivates me. And you’re encouraging and nurturing. And you’re witty. You’re good.
The one thing that bothers me, though, is that you won’t punch me in the face. I’ll keep working on that one.
I’m glad that you’re in this. I’m glad that you’re jumping into the novel. I just hope I can keep up with you.