Thursday 12 April 2012

Fitting End

                                                                           Patsy Collins
                                                              Water coloured to look like beer 

 He’s dumped and humiliated her. She’s now a women scorned: showing her
fury. He must die.


Accident, murder, cancer, volcano? Nothing is beyond her control. She
will watch him ugly with pain, humiliated, begging forgiveness.

Or maybe she won't. Perhaps he'll just vanish without trace. Will he
be missed and mourned, or quickly forgotten as though he'd never
existed? It doesn't matter - he won't be back.

When you’re a soap actor, you must never, never upset the script-writer.

If this is accepted, at the end could you put ...

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