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Land of fresh starts

October 8, 2006 By pia

Going to the Apple store tomorrow. Feel as if I’m writing a letter “please forgive my absence from the blogging scene this week. Tomorrow would have been my Mom’s birthday. Wrote a happy post about her. Not sure whether to post it or not. Need advice. Used to be a fearless blogger. Am a happier person and more fearful blogger. Don’t know what that means, really.


The Santa Monica Pier is almost desolate in early morning. Devoid of all people except for runners, joggers, walkers, some fishermen and the homeless, it’s honky tonk morning after beauty almost seems enchanted. Especially on mornings like today when the sun and the smog fight for equal time.

Maris sips her coffee, and looks into the gray/blue rippling waves. Her body then her mind become one with the water. She thinks of nothing but how gently the waves break with an ocassional half fierce break. The Santa Monica Mountains come in and out with the sun and smog. If she believed in paradise, this would be it.











It doesn’t look like a place, that in a few hours, will look like every Jersey Shore town crammed into one large pier in the Santa Monica Bay.
Maris used to wonder what it would be like to follow her heart.
To run away with a man deemed unacceptable by people in her life

She was always the good girl, then the good wife and mother. She would have never dared act on her dreams before Rori graduated high school.

Twenty three years of artifice and pretense. Twenty three years of pretending to laugh at Steve’s jokes. Twenty three years of hosting dinners in progressively larger houses in Oyster Bay.

They had a condo near Lincoln Center. One day she walked in and found Steve on the dining room table with her best friend, Jayne.

He begged her to stay. She took him for everything and more.

Two years later she found herself in California, land of fresh starts. She smiles at the man walking toward her with more Coffee, Tea & Leaf coffee.

Jayne and Alex had introduced themselves to her the day Rori began pre-K.

Nobody suspected a thing when Alex had divorced Jayne supposedly for a blond bimbo he dumped the next year. Alex dropped his law practice and became a professional poker player.

Everybody made fun of that, though not of the millions he made and Jayne didn’t have access to.

Maris made sure that the pre-nup was iron clad. She might be a romantic but she wasn’t a fool.

However, sometimes dreams do come true.

I really don’t know fiction, and become too bogged down on what sounds as if it could be real or not. But there are episodes from own life, that I haven’t put in Courting because they sound too unreal.

Little Luce and I are putting my Imac together, and I figured out a way to save everything. Yes, but now I have to relearn basic computer skills.

Filed Under: Fiction

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Comments

  1. Bone says

    October 8, 2006 at 11:33 pm

    I love California. It’s just another place. Until you go. Then it stays with you.

    Also love your fiction. Great title.

    Keep it up.

  2. A says

    October 9, 2006 at 8:44 am

    There’s something about photos of empty amusement parks, capturing lively places while they’re lifeless, abandoned. Their hollow promises of fleeting joy? My favorite is of the street light (#2), which hints that you had to do some acrobatics to shoot it.

  3. dan says

    October 9, 2006 at 11:42 am

    I always wanted to go to a pier.

    But all the ones here smell of lake algae and are crowded with old fishermen who can’t afford boats.

  4. jacob says

    October 9, 2006 at 11:46 am

    good stuff pia.

    I have never been to the Santa Monica Peer.

    Hope the IMAC get going soon.

  5. Dawn says

    October 9, 2006 at 12:43 pm

    Woot! for the imac.

    Dreams do come true as long as you keep dreaming ahead. 😉

  6. joe says

    October 9, 2006 at 12:56 pm

    i’m right by the pier as i type this !

    i love santa monica.

    -joe

  7. g says

    October 9, 2006 at 9:35 pm

    Great photos/great story. Catch 22 – the happy person/cautious blogger thing. I enjoy your place no matter what, so glad that you’re feeling happier.

  8. sage says

    October 9, 2006 at 10:15 pm

    Wow Photos! I grew up on long wood shaky piers sticking out into the ocean where people fished (we fished, but only occassionally from piers… later I discovered the Navy Pier in Chicago and the Santa Cruz pier–haven’t been on the Santa Monica one.

  9. kyahgirl says

    October 10, 2006 at 1:48 pm

    isn’t it weird? I don’t think I’ve read any of your fiction before! That was great.

  10. cooper says

    October 10, 2006 at 7:28 pm

    I hope the day was not too hard on you, I was hoping for the post but understand.

    This was a great post I enjoyed it.

    praying on your new computer.

    I find empty amusement parks, the kind of old, intimidating.

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Then I hated everything about the suburbs. Yet somehow I lived in a few great Long Island Sound towns after high school.

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