Blog #2 - “It's Alright Ma, I’m Only Bleeding”

The air was weightless throughout the town, a week since the murder of Mr. Evans. Many people have been cooped up in their apartments, most due to the weather and some due to paranoia following the murder. Lamar’s constant snooping around The Maitland wasn’t helping to calm them down. He was asking people numerous questions about Mr. Evans. It got so bad, the mayor told Lamar “to stop spooking people.” He only made it worse - a train of people began to subtly followed Lamar around town. Even Mr. Richards himself wanted to follow Mr. Lamar.

To help calm down people, Mr. Maitland announced that Conrad was coming to town. He was a songwriter from the 1960’s, though he had persisted throughout the decades. Very few people knew the singer, but the town woke-up a little inside and people contemplated going. The aged artist was known for his folk songs, his lyrics, his demeanor, and people were looking for something -- someone -- else to think about other than Mr. Evans.

As Owen walked to the amphitheatre to buy tickets for the show, he saw Sayori Fuji on the stage with Conrad giving him cookies. By the time Owen bought his tickets, Sayori had vanished again. He was puzzled, this was the second time she had vanished.

As Lee headed to the pool that morning he heard Conrad’s warm up. Although Lee was lost in his own thoughts, he heard Conrad’s voice,  “When you ain’t got nothing, you got nothing to lose,” as he headed towards the pool.

A few hours before the concert, as Kit and his mother argued about going to the show, and Kit’s mother insisting that it wasn’t going to be too dark, Conrad was doing last minute warm ups. Just before Kit flat-out refused he heard Conrad’s lyrics, “I used to care of the ghosts and spirits, but things have changed.” Kit paused, then said, “okay, we’ll go.”
As Conrad finished his warm ups, he kept looking around anxiously. He was waiting for Friedrich and his delivery - some $5,500 on the line for an old guitar.

Incorporate the concert and your character’s presence (or absence). Incorporate one of the following lyrics in your blog post along with some physical description of your character that is needed for a reader to get a better understanding of your character.

1. I used to care of the ghosts and spirits, but things have changed
2. You can go and blame it on a simple twist of fate.
3. I don't need any guide, I already know where the money’s laid,
4. Because something has been happening as of late
5. But I don’t know what time it is, it’s in a jar.
6. Do you, Mister Lamar?

Blog #1 - Mr Evans

The day started as most days started here.  Buildings stood against one another quietly enduring the rain. The storm kept the morning dark and moody. Clouds moved through quickly and some taller buildings were lost among them. A few miles away, the quarry's lake, deep and still, collected the rain.

The parking deck adjacent to The Maitland saw a few cars coming and going. The Maitland's sister building stood on the opposite corner.  Each building stood gazing passively at the other. As the rain shifted between drizzle and downpour, umbrellas waited at crossings, others moved quickly down the sidewalks, and some weaved between traffic or people.

Two days earlier, The Maitland's 3rd level of the parking deck was bustling with police cars and draped in yellow tape. Mr. Evans, an older resident of the building, was found dead in parking spot 303.  Now, only the sagging tape remains. Many knew him as the guy who knew the odds and ends of the building.  He'd lived there for 40 years. The event caused even Lamar to leave the donut shop and snoop around the crime scene.  For some reason, Lamar stayed around the scene for a few hours. Finally, the other cops made him leave. At first, they joked with him trying to get him to move on, after a while, they told him to go.  Turning away, Lamar said, "Well, you'll regret not having me around on this one."

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