She was a city girl come to the country to escape the mean streets of North Hollywood. She left a legacy of half a dozen bit parts in B movies… a few dating shows… and commercials. I met her after a disastrous fishing season in Alaska where I'd missed the fish and almost broke even. Another great year for the Japanese buyers... another suck ass year for us Americans... Prices were down and Addie wore hip huggers and halter tops as she swirled around the tables of her little café… serving Tex-Mex cuisine right off the grill to an adoring public that suffered through

 indigestion just to glimpse her sexuality as she moved about the bar.

All eyes were locked  on her quick smile and swift graceful movements… all the guys were in love with her but none caught on for long… And I wondered why a girl as beautiful and sharp was single for so long and that no one could hold her love… But then I was a dumb Swede and could never figure out women much… there seemed so much promise there but so much lost. Maybe I should write a story about her… something Milleresque… then I realized that all I really had left was something I'd always worked for… the story… the novel… the movie.

Addie Goldfarb was brought up in Connecticut a few miles from the New York line… At 21, after graduating from college, she went to Israel to discover her roots. She was born in Israel and felt abandoned by her father. She said she was trained to kill a man with one blow… she admitted that most the time she spent working in the chow hall on a kibbutz and that  didn't last long… And she took the big plane across oceans to Hollywood where she decided to make her play for big time stardom… something that never happened though many wondered why considering her beauty.

Anyway, I'm getting ahead of myself ‘cause when I met her really was one night during Spring's first bloom when I was crashed out on my futon…and heard a knocking at my door. Out here in the West we do our best to be obliging so I opened the door and let her into my life… She wanted me to shoot some pictures of her breasts with my digital camera… Sure, I said sure… this was good for my chronic high blood pressure… but I didn't think that a woman could revitalize a man so… but I was revitalized… and a hard on that had been long since gone reappeared… and pictures of her saturated the net… a woman with obsessive dating disorder… ODD to those in the know…  lassoes me into her web of deceit and I was lovin’ life and living large. A fool looking for a place to fall... and fall I did... fall all over the emotions that I'd forgotten I'd had... and made the mistake of falling in love American style...

It's like that when you tell a story and you just let the words start running and not knowing where they are going. In a week I'm going to Alaska to shoot a video on Cook Inlet fishing… and trying to live like the man that I once was. The problem is that my writing seems to come in bursts and that by allowing myself to freedom I have to put myself in front of the computer two hours a day… just to get the story told… and I have to tell it as it is happening because life is becoming incredibly interesting since Addie came into my life. I called her my Semite Princess… and she liked that… but there was no reason not to… I could see her on the Israeli desert with sand swirling about… proud brow and gentle hooked nose around laughing eyes… and anger happening in an instant and directed at you… nothing to do but battle the instant away and for me to start writing again and the words to flow smooth as meanings grow grim.

Since my last novel was more or less finished… Iguana Dreams has been a nightmare… and It's so far in the past that It's meaningless… As life goes on in the great northwest… So I argue and I rant and I'm angered by the power that she demonstrates… How does she do that to me… Why does that sweet smile generate such a feeling of love? I gotta go check outside… something’s going on with the movie Ring 2 which is being shot out on the street in front of Gallery 12 where I, Danton Thorne, artist… hang out. Man, movie making looks pretty boring... everyone is just standing around in the parking lot... looking at each other and dodging the Spring rain. I know Addie's pissed at me or she'd be here... We are at crossed swords right now... and that's cool... The Viking and the Semite princess... It is a war of sorts... a war of the spirit.

It's exciting but it did start me drinking again and thinking of all the shit I was taking from American women… I just didn‘t need it because in the US of A women have all the juice… they can make you or break you and they know it… So I figured that I was going to go into the adult entertainment business.. And that meant firing up an old friend of Mine… Skylite Magazine… Now it isn't going to be easy to start out again and I don't know how long I can hold on… but on October 28th we're planning on going to Thailand and setting up the other end to this operation anyway… I'm gonna shoot video and publish my online stories which will include videos about our adventures around the world… I know it ain't easy… but I gotta start working out and not just sitting on my ass… So, here it is... Danton Thorne will take off one more time... And I gotta admit one thing Addie did for me was get me off my ass and in the search for a woman to fit my needs... and that's why I was going to Thailand.

And though this story is going to end up in Thailand right now, it is taking place in the Little Apple...a nickname for Fulton, Oregon,  a seacoast town of small importance near the mouth of the Columbia River. Fulton... is an old town that has been revitalized by the efforts of a group of young... and some not so young... artists that are rocking out and dreaming of success on an international scale. More adventures are coming... in a week I'm going to Alaska and going to shoot a video of commercial salmon fishing in July. What will happen there is unknown... nor is the future of Gallery 12 known... but now that Addie has woken me out of the despondent depression that accompanies type two diabetes... I've got dreams... and if she can't dream them... if she can't see the shear majesty of living free... she'll have to just stay behind... to enjoy the fruits of having lover fly her to Denver for a hair appointment, so she could look her best while dumping him.

Addie is tough as a man... as she likes to say... and she has brought many a man down. The trick for survival, I found, was not to get too high on her list... if you got too near the fire you might get a piece of ass... but god knows you would damn well got burned. Her hunting ground was the internet and her killing zone was at her cafe... though she would travel extensively to apply the coup de grace to such unfortunates who fall madly in love with her just didn't get the picture. Their day was done and she applied the knife personally. As to me? I worked as her slave for a while... just to compile this information I lied to myself... and to pull myself out of the muck of the beginning of the 21st century by having an occasional extraordinary arm piece. That's what I say. But like all other men I fell madly in love with her... for her beauty was wondrous and even simple favors from her hand were a delight to the artist enraptured by her muse.

For a writer needs a muse and she agreed to be mine... so great are her goddess powers... in exchange for use of my high speed DSL to track the other predators on the internet. And amid the predatory she was a Tigress and her greatest pleasure was bringing a man that she had built up perilously high into a crashing meeting with rock-hard reality. For though she admitted her biological clock was ticking... she was incredibly powerful and believed she had the right to do anything that she wanted to. That is where we locked up of course... because I'd determined to hold on to my man power regardless of what happened... and I could see an explosion in the future even at the very beginning... Viking Warrior meets Semite Princess... it was going to be a wild ride, right.

Dynamite happening in Art Town USA she hunted in Portland first... and then began the flood of guys that came nervously crowding into her cafe... to see if they clicked... and some of them did... but she ran through Portland pretty fast after she had got herself a lawyer's scalp... He dumped her calling her insane... What does that have to do with it... all of Addie's friends are insane... remember in an insane world the sane man is insane... it's just a turn around that everyone has to deal with at one time or another. Addie was insane because she had an attention span of 10 seconds unless she was on the phone with some prospective stud... and then she could coo for hours about crap that I couldn't understand... but to her it was easy... it was the language of LUV.

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