Friday, June 12, 2009

Short opening

Summer 1968…
We stood waist-deep in the sun-warmed crystalline water of the lake, the early evening air beginning to cool, the sun dropping toward the horizon.

I held Kelsey close, her youthful, summer-tanned body firm and warm. Still she shivered in my arms. “Will you come to the train station tomorrow,” I said?

She hesitated, then, “I don’t know if I can take it, Rob.” Her shoulders quivered. “This damn war, first it’s my brother, then Jack and Bill, your best friends, and now you. Off to Ft. Benning and then…” Her voice trailed off and I could feel the tears fall from her face onto my chest. “Please, just hold me tight. I don’t want to talk about you leaving.”

Later, we built a fire on the shoreline, opened a bottle of wine and curled up inside a large, cotton blanket. Soon after, we lay naked, her body moving in time with mine as we made love in the warm sand at the edge of the lake, with only the stars and moon as witness. A sexual union that, I believed, had included the bonding of our souls.

Watch for next excerpt coming after Labor Day - Rob

New Novel (Open to ideas for input)

Watch for snippets from my new novel 'Good Boy Bad Good Girl; Bad Boy Good Girl'. A semi-autobiographical coming of age novel and a look inside the total physical, intellectual, emotional and sexual pysche of a young couple coming of age during the tumultuous era of the 60s.

The so-called 'Summer of Love' meant different things to different kids and the extremes of physical pleasure offtimes left behind scarred souls to those who lived to tell about it.

The bones of the story is complete, as is the overarching theme. I am looking for input from those who survived the era emotionally intact and their memories of a first love. Why were good boys attracted to bad girls and good girls to bad boys (I think we're all aware of the obvious reasons so dig a little deeper), all the while, as our parents used to say; 'saving themselves for the right person'. That little tidbit led to a warehouse full of emotional baggage and a roller-coaster ride through the mid-to-late sixties. What do you recall from that era?