(Originally Written February 13, 2009 in the Journal)
First 14 Days:
- Drunk Night/buys ticket to Santiago
-Airplane fiasco on the Way
-Arrives in Santiago
-Nightmare about ex-Wife
-Goes to Cabarete to hit the beach
-Lots of drinking/partying
-Sex with four strangers (doubling his numbers in a week)
-Writes to Angela
-Final Rendezvous with a girl from first night (MB-Swede)
-Decides to finally go to Habitaciones after 12 days
-Habitaciones description and Hooker "Rosalina Ordonez"
-Eats lunch with Rosalina, ponders Pretty Woman scenario
-I'm not Richard Gere and she's not Julia Roberts
-This ends with him having to pay hustler named "Pete" for Rosalina's time
[The girl across the restaurant keeps staring at me. Freaky-freaky is all that I can think of. Not that I'm interested, she just has that look that the girls at the beach had. I'm still enthralled with the woman from the gua-gua yesterday] Can I use this?
Day 15 - Nothing written except scribbles of the ocean sounds and a note to Angela. Shops for three days of supplies. Locks himself in room to write. Goes crazy. Writes nothing. Fourth day leaves to go to Santo Domingo for inspiration. Angela's double. Stays in a hostel and meets three girls from Peacecore. One (in his mind) is a dead ringer for Angela. Hangs out with them for a couple of nights discussing politics/love/philosophy over rum and cokes and café con leche. Mind is fixated on Angela's double (guilt/remorse from Cabarete and anger at break up)
Day 17 - Shocking realization: goes to internet café with new pics of him and peacecore girls to put up on facebook. Sees pics of them and old pics with Angela. Realizes they look nothing alike. In fact they sound and act nothing alike. Every girl he meets he compares to Angela - which either makes them fall short or pisses him off. With this realization the pent up frustration flakes off him and he feels freer than he has since youth
Day 18 - Cabarete part 2 - Goes back to Cabarate, hotel for sale. Contemplates giving up writing and buying a hotel. Decides against it. Heads to Santiago after a night.
Day 19 - A novel in a night.
He sits in the first hotel in a somewhat paradoxical mood. He is happy because he is emotionally free again. he is sad because he hasn't written a page. Suddenly he realizes he should just tell the story of his last three weeks. Pages fly by as he relives the past in detailed prose. Of course it would have to be proofed and polished, but it just flows out like lava. It oozes from his pen at such a rate he fears he will ignite the paper. "My name is Joseph Flanagan and I would like to tell you the story of how I rediscovered myself amidst pure chaos in the Dominican Republic..." Narrator: "He skipped his flight to finish the book. After nearly 45 straight hours of writing he had written his rough sketch and felt proud of it. I'd love to be able to say that it was received by the publisher with awe and enjoyment but I can't. I don't know. I'll let you know in the next book".
Yours Truly,
Joseph Flanagan
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