November 13th, 2010

piranha - violently blue.

Writer's Block: BFFs

If you were in solitary confinement for the rest of your life, and you discovered a cockroach in your room, would you kill it or make it your friend?

That's a tough choice.
It would probably depend at what point I discovered the bug.

If I had been in solitary for a relatively short time - say, a week? - I'd kill it, hands down.  Bugs. Eeew.  Cockroaches. Double eeew.  I'd smash my shoe on that sucker until it was a puddle of green goo in the middle of the floor.

But if I'd been in solitary for a couple of years, and I was desperate and lonely and probably more than a little cabin crazy, I'd keep it as a pet and probably name it Larry.  (Larry seems appropriate for a cockroach, don't you think?)  I'd tell Larry all about the novel I was writing (because what else would I do if incarcerated?) and he could tell me about his adventures on the floor.

It'd be grand.