well, this is a slice of life - not my life, but someone's. I live in a Tang commercial - you probably don't even know what that means, but I'm probably as far away from this genre of writing as the back side of the Moon. If I write about darkness it will be the silvery sheen of moonshine on the lake. Maybe that's why I 've read a bit of Stephen King like some people watch a documentary of a war zone and then turn on the security system and lie down in air-conditioned bliss. I guess it's a divagation to an end - I can appreciate that you can write, but I can't relate. That comes down to taste, For me, Dirty Laundry is an 80's protest song about the fake news of that era - not sure what you mean unless you're airing your privates, and maybe you are. But like I say, I can appreciate your abilities, but then, you probably don't get my stuff either, or worse, see it as chick lit - yeah, I get a lot of women readers and my following is about 60/40 off-site like on Twitter etc. The darkest I get is paranormal romance LOL!!
Yeah, Tang! The drink choice of astronauts, right?
I enjoy a good paranormal romance, and even lighter slice-of-life type pieces. When I wrote this work, it was a project for a noir anthology I'm putting together called "Take Away the Saints". The premise is that the stories are supposed to be based on anti-heroes or irredeemable characters.
So this isn't a slice of my life, per se, but an exaggerated piece of what is actually out there. The Dirty Laundry is literally what Carl is digging through, as well as figuratively what he narrates to the reader. It begs the reader to look through a gritty, voyeuristic lens on Jerry Springer type caricatures.
Ah, so you caught that retro allusion :)
Good explanation. I knew I wasn't in Kansas LOL!!