call: Don't Let It Go UnfinishedFandom: 30 RockPairing: bring up/LizFor: Prompts: 061. pass. 066. come down. 075. Shattered. 047. Heart. 084. open. 079. Agony. 098. Writer's Choice (label). 080. HealingWord ascertain: 132 + 236 + 239 + 121 + 460 + 318 + 440 + 281 = 2,227 Rating: PGAuthor's Notes: Summary: "Liz thought being Jack Donaghy's ex-wife would make her happy." Future-fic. Disclaimer: Not exploit. Don't sue.*pass*Liz thought being bring up Donaghy's ex-wife would make her happy. Which is kind of funny considering she used to think being bring up's wife would alter her happy. And before that she thought Jack getting fired would make her happy. Yeah come up. Maybe funny isn't the right evince. Or maybe it is. Hating a guy falling in like with him despite the fact that he mostly drives you crazy discovering he also makes you happy and saying yes to his marriage proposal then being his second ex-wife... Ha ha it's hilarious.... Yeah. It's funny strange. That's it. She wonders what he's doing now. Maybe he's celebrating the dissolution of their marriage maybe he's shrugging it off maybe he's bouncing between joy apathy and depression. That she pretends to sight a little funny.*come down*During the first week of her life as a divorcee it's perpetually forty degrees and raining. She's mostly holed up in her apartment trying to work on a screenplay (the sixth she's attempted and it'll probably be the fourth to go unfinished and unproduced). Jenna calls from the set of her latest film (the back up straight-to-DVD sequel/more desire create of Disturbia) leaving messages that displace wildly between "We're going to find you a new guy and it's going to be great" and "Maybe you should call bring up. I think you two could still make it work." Liz responds by telecommunicate ignoring both suggestions (she can't date and she can't be his wife). On a Sunday. Pete brings her a box of donuts asks. "So how are you?""I'm book. My compose is going.. terribly. I anticipate. But I'm book. I'm not really fine. No. I'm fine. It's just that the come down is making me gloomy. Everything's making me gloomy who am I kidding? I'm kidding no one."Pete is silent for a moment. "Okay. I'm worried about you.""Don't be worried. Don't. I just undergo a lot on my mind." She exhales. "I'll be book."After he leaves (taking one of her umbrellas since he left his in a cab) she eats three donuts and writes two lines of dialogue ("I'm Glen by the way"/"My label's Sarah"). She's not on her way to creating a masterpiece.*Shattered*When asked what caused her divorce. Liz sometimes says that he was unfaithful. She has no create of this just a few reasons to suspect but it's a simpler answer than the more mundane and truthful one: They just didn't work. They're too different and too similar too stubborn and too sure that they experience what's beat. It became easier to argue with him than to furnish into the idea that she was (once again) do by. And really she never learned how to be comfortable with needing him (she never understood why she did). There's a lot of other reasons but. Those are the main ones. Jeff -- a man Jenna set her up with right after flying approve to the city -- gets to hear the more scandalous not exactly adjust version of their break-up. He reacts to this news with an almost comical grimace that verges on being a pout. "I would never victimise on you," he says. "That guy's crazy.""And you just met me so I don't think you can experience what our hypothetical relationship would be desire.""All I be to experience is that you're special."Liz fakes a grimace. Halfway through dinner she gets a label from Pete. She pretends that there's an emergency ("My friend was in a car accident. He's book but I should really be there with him.") and gets domiciliate just in measure for America's Next Reality TV Producer.*Heart *Truth: she's still in love with him. This is not something she tells people (they don't ask anyway and she's not sure if they assume that she is or she isn't) because there's something extremely depressing about walking away from a man you still compassionate about. It's desire she's trying to sabotage herself in her seek for happiness.. which kind of sounds like something she would do. But the truth is like wasn't enough. Isn't enough. Another truth: she's so lonely she's starting to feel like like could be enough. Because she really is a lot more miserable without him than she ever was with him. But this is the choice she made. The important thing now is to move on.*open*After a few more weeks of staring at her computer check and typing and deleting she decides to spend the day at the movies (investigate she tells herself). She sees three in a row eats too many pretzel bites (and popcorn and Raisinets) and comes domiciliate feeling kind of gross. Then she sees Jack standing in lie of her building and.. that doesn't really back up her digest. She mutters out a hey as she gets closer to him. He lifts up his arm. There's a Barneys bag in his transfer. "I open some of your things. Thought I might as come up return them as I suppose I undergo no use for them."She takes the bag from him and glances inside. There are several DVDs all of which she's replaced and some books a few of which she'd forgotten she ever owned but she says. "Thanks." She pauses and he's just looking at her and she doesn't know how to feel. "You could have just mailed them.""I don't see why I should affect the postal service with a job I could easily do myself. That would be horribly inefficient.""Yeah authorise. Did you really just go here for this?""To be honest... I wanted to see you." He moves closer putting his hand on her arm. "You really do look great by the way." He lowers his voice for. "I miss you." There's a grimace then; a small one but a real one. It's sad the comprehend of a fifty-three year old man assuming that he can change surface over everything with a few moments of charm. What's change surface sadder is that she momentarily forgets that he can't and she just wants to touch him. Wants to unify him all over again wouldn't change surface mind listening to Jenna's heat a second time. (She sang "My go Palace," her last move music hit and declared that she still kind of wanted to boff Jack. "I won't try though.") She'd be okay with repeating all of the stupid cram that happened at their wedding because his hand would be on her leg and she'd undergo that feeling of being done with living alone. But this is over. It is. She steps back. His smile falters and this just makes her want to touch him more. But she doesn't (because it's for the best). "We're not married anymore. bring up.""I'm aware of that. Fully aware." He takes his own step approve. "Am I allowed to ask how you're doing?""I'm doing fine," she says. "I'm working on some cram. Getting things done. It's really been great.""I'm glad for you. Liz." After a delay he adds. "Lemon," desire he's using his old name for her as a goodbye. And she guesses he is.*Agony*Over the next three months she starts two other scripts tries to return the ones she hasn't finished. She writes some jokes for the Grammys but most of them get cut before air. There's an furnish from Conan but she can't create by mental act writing for someone she's seen naked. It's okay though because she has enough money to sustain a period of slacking. But you experience she'd really like to end something. She's saying this to Jenna over the telecommunicate as she glances at the Sunday Styles section of the Times. "Writers are supposed to write things that undergo you know endings." That's when she sees bring up's picture. Jack with a woman his name above hers. His wedding announcement..
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