success was just out of reach

success was just out of reach

fiction
edward w pritchard

Setting
A cheesy looking office set on a television sound stage. There is a mural behind a desk displaying the sky line of Dubeque, Iowa. A young man in a very expensive suit and wearing thick expensive looking glasses tries to appear pensive, authoritative and empathetic to the late night TV viewer. He looks at first glance to be 14 years old but at second glace might be 19. Across from him at the desk is a provocative Russian looking gymnast/speed skater. She might have been a porn star or might be an aspiring small market TV weather girl.

The young man is holding his new book, his third this year and she listens intently, she attempts communication but fails but the camera pans from her legs to upper torso and occasionally freezes at length on her intriguing face.

Young Man enthusiastically-Success was always just out of my reach.- I came from an impoverished background. I had to drop out of high school after graduation. I attended a state college,-we traveled only off season, we had no servants at home. Everything I tried I failed at. I tried, I tried, career after career.

She-really Bobby, that sounds preponderating

Young Man -This saved me Tasha, My book, well not this book, I am holding here my third book, incidentally available through, Irrandom house, my first book actually saved me, the entire text came to me in a dream while I slept in my two story tree house in my parents back yard. [ young man goes on at length how he laid an egg, and wrote his first book].

Picking up the conversation

Her- Oh Bobby

Him Here's my invention that goes with my third book. He stands and although very short he is wearing titanium banded jumping boots. He bounces maybe ten feet into the air toward the high ceiling and holds tightly on to book. Camera pans to co-hosts legs.

Him- This is the revelation of my third book Tasha- it's easier to reach the top in America, recession or no, if you are taller. To be taller instantly wear my banded jumping boots. Taller is closer to God. God wants us to be successful. Read the books, especially number 3 and God Bless, see you on easy street. Peace and brotherhood.

Music appropriate per cable channel demographics follow and show ends with close up of Tasha.

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