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an introduction

I Would like you to meet twenty-year old Kevin Sharp. Roughly six feet tall, Caucasian male. Kevin is hard to describe, you see he lacked a certain something, a kind of grace. Not that he danced alot or anything, in fact he made a point not to. No, you see, our friend Kevin here lacked grace on a much broader sense. He was off key with life, he fumbled, he bumbled and one of his legs was definitely longer than the other. He just wasn’t with “it”. But the sick part suited him. And as you looked at this lanky, blonde haired, brown eyed, clothes-that-don’t-fit guy, You began to understand that, yes, god has a sense of humor.
But I digress. Harbourdale was one of those towns that wanted to grow onto a city and had a very city-like attitude, but can’t grow into a city because the tourist only show up during the summer. And sure, sure, it’s a pretty happing place IN the summer, but the other eight months of the year well, it was a suburb. Kevin lived there, right on Sea st. with his friend Pat. They weren’t particularly good friends mind you. They had met at community collage and both needed someplace to live. They got along almost all of the time, but there were fights. Pat was one of those skeevy guys who always has a “deal” going on. You would often hear him say things like; “ all I have to do now is see this guy” and “I’ve almost put it all together” and “I gots this new thing I’m working now though” and “It’ll work out once this guy calls me” and “It’ll be great”. Pat also dated a lot of different high school girls, the sluts mostly.
Winter in Habourdale is like a light headache, It only hurt when you noticed and even then all you did was lose concentration. And thus, like a headache you can sleep off three months of a year in the ‘dale. Besides all Kevin did in the winter was go to Ocean Edge Community Collage, and it’s not like you have to be awake to get through OECC. Time marches on and Kevin looked upon the spring of 1997 with newfound atrophy. Like most young people in the West Harbour area, Our Mr. Sharp went looking for employment. He found employment at Seaside Gift Shopps, a West Harbour chain, with locations in Harbourdale, Seabrough, Rockport and Hingham. He had worked at a couple of Retail places before Seaside Gifts, back in his native New Hampshire, but he wasn’t expecting something so hardcore. You have never ever seen anything quite like working in a warehouse-surplus store, in a tourist community, in season.(unless you have)
Kevin muddled through some-how. It was in fact particularly taxing for him, because of his general inability to communicate with others and his tendency to stutter under pressure. But time waits not for stutterers and the blossoming of spring was coming to an end and the wilting of summer was about to begin. Kevin Sharp was finally getting comfortable with his life. And moving on. Get a car, get a new place, never talk to Pat again, and if I’m still on a roll, get laid. These were the things that were on Kevin’s mind. In fact these were the things that were on Kevin’s mind the day he came to work and found out that Brad Anderson was dead.


The following comments are for "the Ballad of Kevin Sharp: A Normal life, Act I, Part I"
by Brian S. Ellis

I'm not afraid to be the first to bite...
This piece is amazing in its humourous description!!! *bounces*

It's a great introduction... and I'll walk boldly into the face of danger and ask, THE question... i'm not afraid, i promise you... well, maybe just a little.

Who the hell is Brad Anderson?? What the hell does he have to do with anything - and while i'm on a roll, how did he die? I almost feel sorry for the guy...

Ju =*_*=

( Posted by: De`esse [Member] On: March 2, 2002 )

very well written
Not sure what it was that made me start reading this, but once I'd started I found it almost impossible to stop - it is so well written; it engages the reader immediately with the very first sentence, and keeps them reading till the end.

I'm only sorry it ended so soon - it's a fantastic introduction, but you've left me now wanting to read the rest of the story.

Score 9/10... no, make that 10. I'm feeling generous. :-)

( Posted by: Spudley [Member] On: March 7, 2003 )

While I don't agree that this intro rates a 10, I do think that it is engaging and that the tone is suited to the audience (which is obviously around the same age as Kevin Sharp).

Just watch commas and spelling, please. It can become extremely distracting and really does take away from the effectiveness of the story. All it takes is a spell/grammar check.

Good job =)

( Posted by: desconocida [Member] On: March 7, 2003 )

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