This guy, called TX, was supposed to represent the turning point in the story. At the time I wrote it (it's the first of the 9 chapters that I wrote), I had a different idea for the ending than I have now. However, with a few word changes here and there, I wound up with a humorous tale of rock star cliche. A guy shows up to perform at a concert, and suddenly the concert is cancelled and the police are after him.
What I like about TX is that nothing rattles him. Whether it's the bouncers not recognizing him without makeup and refusing to give him entry to his own show, spending the night in a coffin, getting accused of being a serial killer, having a groupie go nuts on him and trashing his dressing room, or getting kidnapped by the real serial killer and facing certain doom, TX handles it all matter of factly, as if it's all in a day's work. In his final encounter with Murphy's Law, he's presented with a delicious irony that only a character with as strong of a sense of self as TX has can answer:
Is it better to die a horribly painful death, or to live and spend the rest of your days in prison with the world knowing you are guilty of horrible crimes?
-JJ McMoon
2/28/09
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