A New Story With Old Characters

Almost a year ago I wrote a piece of fiction called “The Cadillac Lounge.” If you click on the link it will take you to the first installment, and then you can find the continuation in the comments section where I included a pingback.

I have been thinking a lot about Dean and Lorraine lately, but I’m still not quite sure which direction I’d like to go with them. I honestly thought about giving them a sad ending, but the thought “Write sins not tragedies,” entered my mind.

I decided to go back and write about the characters before they ever met. Back before Lorraine became a widow and Dean was just a hopeless romantic who couldn’t deny his feelings.

I’ve been writing and writing and I thought of the movie You’ve Got Mail. I know that this story has been told many, many times, but being the hopeless romantic that I am I keep falling for it, and the story has never been told by me. This is a spin on that with a Bridges of Madison County twist, and to modernize it a bit, I decided to make Dean and Lorraine bloggers!! Because, hey, why not?

So Dean, being the hopeless romantic that he is writes poetry about his feelings for his forbidden love, and Lorraine is totally clueless that all of his poetry and posts are about her.

I thought I’d share one of said poems with you:

Soul Connection

 

Staring at your eyes in wonder

Shades of oceanic blue

What is it about you that makes me ponder?

What is so charmingly irresistible about you?

 

Your eyes enticed me, but your words made me fall.

How did you do it, my dear?

How did you break through my wall?

 

I hope we meet in this life, is it too much to ask?

I promise in the next one our clocks will line up at the right time.

I don’t want to hide so I’m taking off my mask.

I couldn’t dull them if I wanted, my feelings for you must shine.

 

My darling, your energy is so strong

I’ve kissed your soul all the way from here.

Don’t tell me this is wrong,

The term “I write sins not tragedies,” seems so irrevocably clear.

 

I can’t write you in a tragedy.

You’re a wonderfully, blissful sin.

I can’t handle any casualties.

Where is it that you end and I begin?

 

I find I’m losing my confidence, a little rattled and unnerved

You’ve got me questioning everything I thought I knew

I just want to show you the love you so clearly deserve.

I write all of my feelings and you don’t even know all of these words are about you.

Dean

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I will write more formally in the next post I include these two, but I just wanted to give you a bit of an introduction this time around.

I hope you enjoy!

Kristian L. Weigman