followups: by manual. (—0054.)
daniel molloy. ([personal profile] followups) wrote 2024-11-06 08:11 am (UTC)

"You don't know the half of the dumb shit I was looking into."

Collections to be compiled, sure. Interviews with North Korean escapees, published here and there throughout his career, being turned into a book. His (former) publisher announced intent to formally put out unedited interviews with all the rock stars he's ever known. Daniel has half of the connective tissue of it written. But there's more— stories he got halfway through, research done to the near-pinnacle but never completed. He got sick. He burned bridges.

Now, though.

"Two weeks, at least." Louis' sudden minimizing catches his attention, and Daniel leans in, giving their hands a little jostle. "Hey. Parts of our souls are overlapping now, I think. Just some tiny fucked up corner."

Shaped like an apartment in San Fransisco. Shaped like an angel.

"If you need me for longer than that, then I'll stay longer. I'm a sad old seventy year old man, I get too sick to fly all the time."

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