Warm Up Exercise: Boat Trip

I always liked Charles. Liked him a lot to be honest with you. 

He was my next door neighbor for six years. We had a nice little relationship. Sometimes I'd take out his garbage, sometimes he'd shovel my walkway. As close quartered citizens we helped each other out. The way I look at it, you have to. 

So I wanted to write a short story about a man whose neighbor invited him out for a day on his boat. On the boat they all get naked and sit there like stagnant old prunes. 

I can't write something like that maaaaaaaaaaan. 

There's only one type of thing we're able to write. When days get long and hard, when ambition gets flustered, all we can do is wait. 

W33zy Bitch!