Phil
Dear Professor Smith,
I’ve been
following your science-fiction story, Castles,
on your blog for over three years.
Gracious! That’s a long wait for
an inconclusive ending. What happened to
the aliens? By the way, you must know
that artificially created space-time wormholes are just sci-fi
speculation. That isn’t the way space
travel really works.
That is NOT
what I’m writing about.
Your blog
advertises other stories you’ve written, so I went on-line to buy Buying the Bangkok Girl. Imagine my surprise! Who gave you permission to write this? I
didn’t. You and I both know that “Debbie
Apple” didn’t. What were you thinking? Surely you have enough brains to see that
you’ve put people in danger. Yes,
danger. The nut cases are bad enough,
charging around with their photos of “aural projections,” but lurking in the
corners whenever the conspiracy wackos gather you find people like Lucas
Sinclair. How would you like it if
Sinclair came snooping around your
house?
I suppose
you think the invented names and details will hide the origin of this supposed
“novel.” Obviously, anyone can check and
find out that no “Eleanor Urquhart” graduated from Azusa Pacific University in
2005, that there is no “Hotel Albert” at the location you describe in Monaco,
and that there has never been an “Apple Company” offering information and
investment advice (at least not in Southern California). But too many other details of the story fit
the real world too closely. Why name
real hotels and attractions in Thailand?
You even included the new Bangkok airport (new in 2006, that is). Worst of all, the description of the “Apple
Company” office practically leads inquiring readers to the exact location! (Not that they will find anything there now;
the demolition was, shall we say, thorough.)
Surely you
know that making all this information publicly available runs the risk of
provoking unwelcome interest. Some
people—as you must know, whole organizations—take any mention of telekinesis
very seriously. “Mrs. Apple” may be safe
from unwanted attention, but the man you call “Georges Savore” is still
alive. Why would you want to subject him
and his friends to harassment and/or exposure?
The really important events are all past now, but some people (you know
who) will never accept that. They will
look for us.
I lent Buying the Bangkok Girl to a few trusted
friends. “Henrietta” said we should buy
the copyright from you, in order to suppress further publication, and then we
could patiently go about buying up the extant copies. There can’t be that many in circulation, she
said. But Friendly Fry (Why on earth
would you use his real name? Are you
suffering from a defective imagination?
Are you just lazy?) said the solution was not to suppress the story but
complete it. Let the world know—that is,
anyone who is paying attention to little known novels—that the time of
greatness has come and gone. “Jason” and
“Chandra” agreed with Friendly.
So that’s
the point of this letter. Since you
published Bangkok Girl, you have a
moral responsibility to repair the damage you have done. If you are willing to take on the job, I will
send you the relevant information. We
realize there is work involved; you have to actually write the story. With my notes that shouldn’t be too
hard. And you get the royalties from
book sales. I think that’s fair. The beauty of this plan is that sane people
won’t pay it any mind, and the wackos may be persuaded of the truth.
By the way,
don’t try to trace the origin of this email.
Even if you were as good as “Ben Henry” you would discover only an
electronic trail that dead-ends at a temporary router.
You can
indicate your willingness to take the job on your blog. If you say yes, I’ll put my notes
together. Of course, I can’t promise how
long that will take. The kiddos take a
lot of my time, and we have season tickets.
As “Henrietta” says, Mike Trout is fabulous.
I will watch for your reply,
“Eleanor Urquhart”
P.S. There are
portions of Buying the Bangkok Girl
that are pretty creepy for the person who lived it. Good grief!
It’s like you knew what I was thinking.
Who told you all that stuff?
It's been a year since you got this message. I'm not letting anyone take my copy of Buying the Bangkok Girl. So you'd better finish the sequel.
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