Be Forewarned, I am a Fey and Quixotic Creative Writer

Be Forewarned, I am a Fey and Quixotic Creative Writer
And in the End was the Word, Amy's Word

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Sunday, December 20, 2015

A Letter to a Doctor of my Past

Disclaimer:  this is a fictional interpretation of my life.  Any who have done me wrong are not depicted.


Dear Dr. Nicolai,

It is 32 years to the date that we met.  I brought in my sweet little Benjamin when he was just two weeks old to your office.  My daughter Natalie tagged along.  Your office was on North Street.  You had just started your practice.  I recall your warm smile.  I also recall a few years later, on a visit, that I noticed the look in your eyes was no longer sincere.  I thought to myself, "They got to him."  I could sense that the people in my world made it their business to make sure that I was not liked.  I thought it was because you heard that I had an infatuation with my brother- in- law.  I know now that there was a lot more going on.  I was married to a KKK dude and he was using my body in a different personality as a porn star and prostitute.  For your information, Dr., I am a Union gal.  My ex was always telling me that the Civil War never ended.  I like to add that it was going on right in my own family.

Do you recall, I have the darndest diagnosis- bipolar disorder.  It is a ruse that my family created to make me a more obedient sex slave.  Medicated, I was not so feisty and less apt to put two and two together.  Up until that time I had a pretty good wit and sharp tongue. People love to sedate a feisty woman, it is so satisfying for the KKK type people, who demand respect.

My spiritual muses tell me that my eggs were marketed and may still be for all I know.  If you know any of my children, I would sure like to meet them.  But, my life is a kind of Game show.  You have to buy into the game in order to interact with me and then it really has to be interaction of the abusive kind.  So, it is the mobsters who decide what goes on in my world.

Dr., do you recall when I said, "This synchronicity is giving me megalomania?"  Now I have a touch of megalomania because I am a renown porn star.(dark internet- for sex slaves).  Oh, has reality ever folded, for you, in your experience?  That happens to me sometimes.

What is my life all about?  It is a spirit war of the eschatological nature.   How appropriate at Christmas time, to make that announcement.

I know that you and I had our moments, but I truly believe that unlike most of the characters in my drama, you are one of the few very good ones.
Merry Christmas, even if you are a non believer.

Amy Brandlin

I am a poppet maker and since you helped me to feel appreciated, for a few years, I made a poppet of you.

In fact, here we are in a scene.



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