Beckbridge – sometime scribbler

Random musings, stories, poems, rants and pictures from the hands and heart of a 50 something year old woman.

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The Department

So, this idea was originally going to be “the plot” of Displacement – I envisioned an opening scene cutting between parallel narratives of a surgeon desperately trying to save a patient on the operating theatre with someone being mugged in an alley – the conceit being I would use the same dialogue between intercut scenes – like “you’re losing them” – which could be the surgical team OR the muggers. One dies, one lives.

Anyway, around the same time I was reading a little later about the Apollo missions and how one of them had passed away recently (at the time) and I got thinking along the lines of a handful of people who had *done* something monumentous slowly dying (being killed off) and I went with that idea instead of this. Anyway, here is The Department. Pray you never get a visit from them.