I was sitting here feeling sorry for my neglected books and inspired by something I read today I started wondering what they would say to me, you know, if they weren't unwritten books and could actually speak.

Book: What happened? I thought we had something really special. How could you just walk away like that? 
Me: I don't know what to tell you. It's not you, it's me. It's something about Susannah that just isn't working for me. First of all, her name isn't even Susannah anymore. 
Book: Huh? How could you not tell me that? Don't my feelings mean anything to you? What am I, just here for your amusement? Susannah is my core, don't you think I should know if we're calling her something different now?
Me: You know, you're right. I am a horrible person. 
Book: Don't say that. You're just needing some inspiration. What are we calling her now by the way?
Me: Charlotte.
Book: I don't get it.
Me: Really? I think it's a better fit. "Susannah" was too prissy. "Charlotte" suits her better, and besides Keller was going to have to call her "Suzy" and now he's calling her "Charlie" and I think that just works a lot better. Don't you?
Book: If you say so.
Me: No really, I want your opinion. I need some advice.
Book: I think you need to see a psychiatrist. 
Me: Why? Are you thinking that is what she should do for a living. You know I've been struggling with her career.
Book: Yes, that's exactly why. It has nothing to do with having conversations with fictional stories.
Me: No, that's not right. She needs to be in an office setting. 
Book: I think you need serious mental intervention. 
Me: You're not making any sense. I already told you C isn't in the medical field. The Post-it reference would be lost.
Book: I'm going to Hawaii. Talk to Book Junior.

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Me:  Hey Junior. How's it going?
Book Jr:  You tell me toots. 
Me:  Well, I've been thinking about Libby and Tack a lot. 
Book Jr:  And?
Me:  And what?
Book Jr:  What did you come up with?
Me:  Did you know that Book went to Hawaii?
Book Jr:  Really? 
Me:  Really. Lucky bastard.
Book Jr:  I think maybe you're having a hard time focusing. 
Me:  Focusing on what?
Book Jr:  A story. Look, I'm going to be straight with you. It's either me or Book. You can't play with us both. We have feelings. We have lives of our own to lead. We need you to commit to one of us. This back and forth game is doing nothing but confusing all of us. 
Me:  But how do I choose?
Book Jr: You could draw straws.
Me:  I think maybe I should put a little more thought into it than that.
Book Jr: Which one is closer to your heart?
Me: You both are. I just can't choose right now.
Book Jr:  I am going to choose for you. Listen, as much as I want to be written I have to respect that Book had you first. I just came out of nowhere and intruded in your life like I had a right to be there.
Me: But Junior, you do. I need you. 
Book Jr:  Just let me finish, please?  I will always be here waiting. I'm not going anywhere. Go be with Book. It won't last forever. When your time with Book is complete it will be time for me. Live your life. I promise I will wait for you.