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    Sure, Johnny Von is a real life movie star on the rise, but that's no reason to think he won't fall in love with Estella? Right? I'm mean, she's nice, and genuine, and probably pretty enough. After all, this could be what the universe has been planning for her, placing her on the quiet, light dappled street where he lives, walking dogs in the Hollywood Hills. This could be why, at 33, she is still single, why the International Playboy wasn't the 'one!' The universe has been saving her for THIS! The only hitch is that in order to fall in love, Estella will have to talk to Johnny Von. It's going to be a problem. And not just a logistics problem, being that she is a dog walker with tendencies towards shyness and he is a big, beautiful movie star. Creating a meeting is one thing, but actually opening her mouth to speak to him is going to be an Everest of a challenge for Estella! If only he were someone like, say, Johnny Von the Priest, battling his faith in 1574 in love with a young orphaned Estella, or Johnny Von the Bossman in 1901 and Estella was a young girl running the plantation, all on her own. Yep. That would be easier. If it was 1592 and he was a Venetian Silk Trader and she was a famous courtesan! She would really have confidence then. Or 2574, and Johnny Von the Scientist is about to save the world by solving Xbox 6000! So, maybe Estella doesn't have a network of supportive girl friends to bolster her confidence, but she has the dogs. She has Moochie. And, she is about to learn that sometimes that's all you need, the love of a good dog and a little imagination...to get you where you need to be; to get you home to the big love that's meant to be yours.

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    Sure, Johnny Von is a real life movie star on the rise, but that's no reason to think he won't fall in love with Estella? Right? I'm mean, she's nice, and genuine, and probably pretty enough. After all, this could be what the universe has been planning for her, placing her on the quiet, light dappled street where he lives, walking dogs in the Hollywood Hills. This could be why, at 33, she is still single, why the International Playboy wasn't the 'one!' The universe has been saving her for THIS! The only hitch is that in order to fall in love, Estella will have to talk to Johnny Von. It's going to be a problem. And not just a logistics problem, being that she is a dog walker with tendencies towards shyness and he is a big, beautiful movie star. Creating a meeting is one thing, but actually opening her mouth to speak to him is going to be an Everest of a challenge for Estella! If only he were someone like, say, Johnny Von the Priest, battling his faith in 1574 in love with a young orphaned Estella, or Johnny Von the Bossman in 1901 and Estella was a young girl running the plantation, all on her own. Yep. That would be easier. If it was 1592 and he was a Venetian Silk Trader and she was a famous courtesan! She would really have confidence then. Or 2574, and Johnny Von the Scientist is about to save the world by solving Xbox 6000! So, maybe Estella doesn't have a network of supportive girl friends to bolster her confidence, but she has the dogs. She has Moochie. And, she is about to learn that sometimes that's all you need, the love of a good dog and a little imagination...to get you where you need to be; to get you home to the big love that's meant to be yours.

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    A Thousand Years of Johnny Von

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    Sure, Johnny Von is a real life movie star on the rise, but that's no reason to think he won't fall in love with Estella? Right? I'm mean, she's nice, and genuine, and probably pretty enough. After all, this could be what the universe has been planning for her, placing her on the quiet, light dappled street where he lives, walking dogs in the Hollywood Hills. This could be why, at 33, she is still single, why the International Playboy wasn't the 'one!' The universe has been saving her for THIS! The only hitch is that in order to fall in love, Estella will have to talk to Johnny Von. It's going to be a problem. And not just a logistics problem, being that she is a dog walker with tendencies towards shyness and he is a big, beautiful movie star. Creating a meeting is one thing, but actually opening her mouth to speak to him is going to be an Everest of a challenge for Estella! If only he were someone like, say, Johnny Von the Priest, battling his faith in 1574 in love with a young orphaned Estella, or Johnny Von the Bossman in 1901 and Estella was a young girl running the plantation, all on her own. Yep. That would be easier. If it was 1592 and he was a Venetian Silk Trader and she was a famous courtesan! She would really have confidence then. Or 2574, and Johnny Von the Scientist is about to save the world by solving Xbox 6000! So, maybe Estella doesn't have a network of supportive girl friends to bolster her confidence, but she has the dogs. She has Moochie. And, she is about to learn that sometimes that's all you need, the love of a good dog and a little imagination...to get you where you need to be; to get you home to the big love that's meant to be yours.

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    TRUMPET BOY PRESS

    t was the best of times, it was the worst of times. No, thats silly, Ill ne er !ass that off as mine. Its not that "in# of story, anyway. It was a #ar" an# stormy ni$ht. %ell, see, thats &'st a lie, an# fran"ly, har# to !'ll off if yo're not a (artoon #o$. )all me Ishmael* Its the !ress're. The !ress're of that (r'(ial o!enin$

    line, the first im!ression Im tryin$ to ma"e with yo' + wantin$ it to be $oo#, its my ,(hilles heel. -oo", Ill &'st tell yo' this. its im!ortant to me, tellin$ yo' this story. Its im!ortant to my heart, an# when thin$s are im!ortant to me, sometimes I (ho"e an# s!'tter an# st'mble all o er myself witho't a wor# in my hea#. I (ant (ome '! with anythin$ that arti('lates what is b'rstin$ insi#e to $et o't. /ow abo't this0

    ,ll of this ha!!ene#, more or less. %o'l# 1'rt 2onne$'t really min# if I 'se# his o!enin$ line3 Its an homa$e. E eryone li"es that, ri$ht3 Or e en better, Billy Pil$rim 4a"a 5ohnny 2on6 has be(ome 'nst'(" in time. That (o'l# wor". I (o'l# &'st (han$e the name. Besi#es, yo' always ha e to (han$e the names0so lawyers an# a$ents an# mo ie stars #ont $et '!set. Oh, hells7bells. Im $oin$ to (ome '! with somethin$, be(a'se I want yo' to see what I see. I want yo' to "now what I "now now, how the 'ni erse #an(es an# (on er$es an# brin$s e ents that answer the (all of yo'r heart. /ow the mysti(al behin# the m'n#ane (ame to (han$e me. ,n# how 5ohnny 2on fits into all of it. Tall, bea'tif'l, 5ohnny 2on. I# li"e to tell this story so that by the en#, we# 'n#erstan# what the !oet %illiam Bla"e is tal"in$ abo't in all his lo ely writin$s. %e wo'l# "now that a story, e en &'st the ones yo' tell yo'rself, (an hel! mo e yo' forwar# an# $i e yo' (o'ra$e + that a story has tan$ible !ower to (han$e who yo' are. ,n# while !oetry may no lon$er ha e the !ower to s!ar" a re ol'tion, or attra(t the attention of the masses, in a worl# that has Yo'T'be an# TM8, I "now it (an s!ar" a re ol'tion insi#e a !erson. E en a !erson who #i#nt #o well in 9:th $ra#e En$lish, a woman who still #oesnt "now what iambi( !entameter is. I# li"e to tell yo' this story so that by the en# we# 'n#erstan# that o'tsi#e of the 9:th $ra#e, !oetry is tryin$ to say what is !'shin$ from insi#e yo', b'rstin$ to $et o't. ,n# li"e %illiam Bla"e, with the (lose of this story we# all 'n#erstan# the !ower of #esire an# ima$ination, the birth!la(e of lo e an# art. %e# see" it o't; "nowin$ its al'e to a life well li e#. Ran" it '! there with $oo# foo#, $reat se< an# bi$ money. Thats my ho!e, o'tsi#e of &'st ha in$ a $oo# time.

    =ont $et me wron$, I thin" &'st !lain ha in$ a $oo# time is also ery im!ortant. I #ont want to mislea# yo' alrea#y with all this $ran#iose tal" of !oetry an# the !ower of #esire; wor#s li"e >birth!la(e.? Im not a #ramati( !erson. Im not f'll of bi$ wor#s. Im not li"e that at all. I sho'l# tell yo' now before we start, Im more >(omfort fit,? more t7shirts, worn &eans an# bare feet. @'ite !ossibly, my toenails are !ainte# re#. B't thats abo't as fan(y as I $o on a re$'lar basis. So loo", Ill &'st sto! now an# ma"e it easy. Ill start where it all starte#. In the be$innin$, Ao# (reate# the hea ens an# the earth. ,n# then some time after that, Ao# ma#e me.

    ,bo't BB years after that, Ao# ma#e Moo(hie, my brown -abra#or, an# we were wal"in$ '! 2alley Alen =ri e in the /ollywoo# /ills to $et the other #o$s when the first thin$ ha!!ene#.

    EDITH M. CORTESE is a freelance writer, a sometime novelist and a mom. She was once, a lifetime ago, a dog walker. She lives in os !ngeles with her famil" and an old, good dog named Moochie. To learn more #lease visit www.tr$m#et%o"#ress.com

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