But, neukoln, are you sick as as dog?
Ah yes, a rabid dog... Grrr. [Or more appropriately, woof.] The ol' dog has been a bit of a trusty yet wandering metaphor - appearing alongside the central character, the psychiatrist*, the psychiatrist's friend, and the (female) love interest. I have, you will be pleased to hear, now moved on to fruit. Clockwork tomatoes. Leather-skinned apples. Exploding plums.
Behold the The Creative Mind. It's unstoppable. Oh, except that I've only written 150 words tonight. And I have nothing more to add to that.
* The dog does reappear in the closing scene. The psychiatrist overdoses on methadone and household bleach... and is found several weeks later... partially consumed by his Alsatian. |