PrologueThe Triangle
Matthew Jason Benson is a thirty-two year-old EMT, big and dreamily handsome. With his cleft chine and broad shoulders; he looks like a young Robert Vaughn. He is honest, loyal, hard-working and devout. He’d give you the shirt off his back if you asked. He is lonely though, no one has ever fallen in love with him. Someday, he dreams, a woman will say those three little words to him.
Horatio Albert Urban is buried under rejection slips. He can’t remember what it feels like to be sober because he’s too afraid not to drink. There was a time his eyes were bright and his typewriter lively but he can’t remember it. Hal is twenty-eight, small and pasty and is lost. He got a job reporting sports scores accidently and is coasting. When it comes to theater and writing there is a genius hidden in there. He is a friend a friend would like to have.
Justine Anabeth Ducane is a thirty-year old tall chestnut haired beauty who never wears makeup and doesn’t dress to impress. There is an unhealed emotional wound in there. She has given up on dating and pursuing a career in the politics she studied in college. The only conservative woman at a liberal paper she writes an angry column under a pen name. Justine also wears a fake engagement ring to scare the jerks away.
Part One
A Week in Spring, 1988All the Words have gone away
The Pages are empty
The pen is dry
There is nothing left to say
Rejections have killed the writer
All the Words have gone away