He was far more interested in... the way people viewed him. All he talked about, for quite some time, was the way the public viewed him in relation to his book. Elliot just loved the way humans would stereotype him, without any thought what so ever. So he would just talk endlessly about the beauty of baseball, music, history,....anything but the characters or story of his book. All he would say about his novel was that he "created some pretty F'ed up guys, and they relate to me, baseball, music, history,....".
The public wanted these "guys" to be real so very badly, but he would have nothing of it. Elliot spoke to the world, and the world wanted more. He touched so many without anything even close to that intention. He just wanted to disappear from their eyes. But those characters always had a enormous hold on the young Elliot. He just didn't want to admit it. They were all him. And apparently the world as well. The grip kept growing stronger.
But his life was sent in a different direction.....
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