A seemingly-happy college grad faces reconciling the repeated loss he’s running from when he encounters a terminally-ill hitchhiker who refuses to give up on the joy of life.
Type:
Short
Status:
For sale
Page Count:
19pp
Genre:
Drama
Budget:
Shoestring
Age Rating:
Everyone
Synopsis/Details
Myja Beecham, a recent college grad, is on his way to his west coast adventure and decides to stop first in Providence, Rhode Island, to meet at last his biological father. Justice James Myron Gustafson provides him neither the reception nor the closure Myja had envisioned. Myja cannot get out of Providence fast enough, and he hops on his motorcycle and guns it outta there. A major accident stops traffic in both directions, and Myja starts to think maybe he should just give up on the idea of adventure, on the idea of his dreams, and turns around. He comes across a hitchhiker, just a few years older than he is, and the guy, terminally-ill with brain cancer yet with an indomitable zest for life, plants the idea in Myja that the half-lived life is a life not lived at all. These two young men part ways, each to their respective destinies. Myja's lies west.

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The Writer: William Parsons

"Do not fear death; fear the unlived life." Ever since I read that advice given by Pa Tuck in Natalie Babbitt's Tuck Everlasting, I have thought of that as my rallying call. I do not want to come to the end of my days (at 52 years old, still—so I hope—a ways off) and look back and realize to my horror, "Wow, what a waste!" A product of a bad childhood, I have stumbled through my adulthood, always though managing to keep on the path of my own happiness. The one constant through all of it has been my writing, which has lived in symbiosis with my meandering that path. My writing has served as my journal of that journey, and my journey has provided me the well of emotions and experiences to… Go to bio
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