Page 1 from The Great American Novel:
A dream is the life of the mind laid bare.
He stares at his feet in silent meditation. They stick out at the bottom of the bed. He lifts his head. His eyes roam over a landscape of sheets and bedcovers, the hills and valleys of two bodies. He goes to work, first on Gwen who, still nearly sleeping, whispers and moans. Less than an hour later he is standing in his boardroom, at the height of his powers, formidable.
He has lunch alone every day at his desk. His personal assistant brings it to him with a smile. She is young and beautiful. Better than that, she is intelligent and competent. Better than that, she never touches him. Today he is eating fish. Tomorrow will be chicken.
A dream is the life of the mind laid bare.
He stares at his feet in silent meditation. They stick out at the bottom of the bed. He lifts his head. His eyes roam over a landscape of sheets and bedcovers, the hills and valleys of two bodies. He goes to work, first on Gwen who, still nearly sleeping, whispers and moans. Less than an hour later he is standing in his boardroom, at the height of his powers, formidable.
He has lunch alone every day at his desk. His personal assistant brings it to him with a smile. She is young and beautiful. Better than that, she is intelligent and competent. Better than that, she never touches him. Today he is eating fish. Tomorrow will be chicken.
The Great American Novel
Michael Aro
Michael Aro
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