“Okay. This is it.”
Not quite thirty-two, four flashbacks was all I got. It still seemed like there should have been more. A whole life in four acts? Even a twenty-three-minute sitcom had five these days.
“Nothing left to do but hope I lived a decent enough life to end up in the good place,” I said to whatever supreme being I was about to meet. “The Good Place…that was a great show.”
I wondered if Heaven had on-demand TV as I tried to get a handle on the time I had left.
“Seven seconds, I’d say. Six, five, four, thr—”
In television and movie production terms, fade to black. 2
Hollywood has provided many narratives concerning death, everything from The Sixth Sense, to Ghost, to Charlie St. Cloud, to Pushing Daisies, to Days of Our Lives. No one ever stays dead on Days of Our Lives. Sometimes, they come back to life with a different actor’s face, but they never stay dead. Being gay, I’d likely be written off the show or relegated to the back burner, but I wouldn’t stay dead.