Will this never end?

Swear to God, the second I think I know what Taking Nicky is up to, it takes a turn and doubles back...and I'm lost in the chatter between all the characters. It's so fucking irritating. It's not like I'm writing a great novel here. It's a step up from porn, for crying out loud.

Nicky has had this insane idea that he's really setting himself up to die. He's been diagnosed with cancer or something deadly and saw how it ravaged his father, and doesn't want to go through that. With no insurance, he's screwed. Hell, even with a lot of money, he might not have enough.

Apparently, when Eric Dane was diagnosed with ALS he had insurance. But even with fine coverage he and his ex-wife, Rebecca Gayheart, had to fight with the company to get coverage for 24/7 home care. Johnny Depp wound up letting him stay at his LA home rent free to lessen his financial burden.

I'm leery of going this direction. I feel like it's ghoulish to build it into a story like this. Same for the growing awareness of young male models being sex-trafficked by agencies and the CEOs of major brands and how devastating that can be. Some of those kids, male and female, have killed themselves.

But another part of me says it's the reality of the world. The rich fuck everybody over, not just for sex. For money. For power. For the fun of it. I've begun to believe half the reason Felon47 causes so much chaos is just for the hell of it. So I've stopped hating him. He's a sick, perverted piece of shit.

Those I hate now are the people who help him do it...so could adding this into the story help channel some of that hate?

I dunno...maybe...