Seeking a special agent |

Seeking a special agent

Like every modern Aspenite, I am looking for that one special person to make me feel complete.It’s not a personal trainer that I need. I have no use for a private ski instructor. I don’t even need a real estate broker, since I like to wash my own car, don’t have much dry cleaning to pick up, and have plenty of friends to hang with. Yet, a longing remains to conduct cell phone calls in public with someone who can make me sound like a big shot.I have decided that I need a literary agent.As a means to this end, I have written a manuscript. I felt it appropriate to create a purpose. As a cry for help, I hammered out 102,864 words for my prospective agent to sell.In a nutshell, my story is about a young man who stumbles upon a great secret: all humans die as soon as they discover the meanings of their lives. He feels he is close to knowing his own purpose and the revelation will come from love for his fiancé. His dilemma is, if he remains with her, he will soon die, but if he leaves her, his indefinitely preserved life won’t be worth living.The backdrop is a small, resort town whose recent conversion to modern materialism mirrors the gradual tarnishing of the hero’s soul.He comes to realize, through a set of unique circumstances, life’s ultimate secrets are revealed to a person just before death in a common dream allowing that person to experience the lives of all humanity that has come before. Every time a person dies, their life is added to the end of the dream for others to experience.The story opens with a group of three mountain climbers retreating from the conquest of a dangerous Alaskan peak during the wintertime. All three climbers die in a fierce storm after a deep philosophical discussion the night before, triggered by a touching message they had seen on an abandoned summit flag, led them each to have the same fatal dream.Death is personified in the storm and travels with the wind to its next victim, our hero, also a mountaineer, who had left the summit flag behind with a proposal to his fiancée scribbled on it. The storm arrives the night that our hero proposes to his fiancé by presenting her with a picture of the flag.The next morning, the couple is lured to the ski slopes by several feet of fresh snow dropped by the sinister storm. As they wait at the bottom for the ski patrol to clear avalanche danger, our hero slips into a daydream. In his bliss, the secret of life is being revealed to him. Meanwhile, a giant avalanche destroys a chairlift tower far above and sends a shock wave down the cable towards the base station where our hero sits away from his friends, dreaming. His fiancée playfully hits him with a snowball and wakes him just before the ultimate truth is revealed. He chases after her, away from the lift, just as disaster strikes the base. He narrowly avoids being killed. Unknowingly, she saved his life.Recovering in the hospital, our hero comes across a newspaper story about the climbers who died on the Alaskan peak. He knows them well, but can’t figure out how.After a few more brushes with the dream and death, he realizes that he knows these dead climbers from the dream. He puts clues together and comes up with his theory about the knowledge that will kill him. He tries to dismiss the notion as crazy.One night over a few beers, he confides his haunting thoughts about the dream to his childhood best friend. He tells him everything. Later that night, the dream comes again to our hero in his sleep. Towards the end there is a new scene. He sees his friend walking home to ponder their conversation while standing on a bridge at the edge of town.Our hero wakes in a panic and rushes to the bridge only to discover that his friend has fallen through a rotten railing to his death in the frozen river below. He now knows that his theory is true and that he can’t risk telling another person about it or they will die, too. He is racked with guilt over his friend’s death.Later, he excuses himself from his friend’s funeral reception. He goes home, writes his fiancé a vague note telling her that he has to go away to figure things out. He sneaks away to lose his identity in a great Midwest city and begin a daunting odyssey.His fiancé is crushed by the inexplicable betrayal. She undertakes to find him, not realizing that her pursuit could kill him.He completely immerses himself in a life of work to avoid focusing on anything important to him, hoping that somehow a solution will come. He has found the fountain of youth, and is cursed by it. Daily gray skies haunt him. He doesn’t sleep. He becomes extremely wealthy in his complete immersion into the mundane.Time passes. One day, his callous, workaholic career mentor suffers a heart attack and confides to our hero that he also knows about the dream. In his last breath, he laments his own lost love that he never saw again.Our hero realizes that he has become someone he never thought he would. His life has no meaning. His soul is gone.On the brink of death with repressed thoughts rising, he realizes that to see the love of his life one last time is more important than living forever without her. He must battle all the ghosts he has created, and fate, in order to make it home in time to say goodbye and beg forgiveness for his terrible mistake.After a horrific journey, he makes it back barely in time to see her. He dies in her arms. His spirit travels down a long tunnel towards a bright light where he has a stirring conversation with God, questioning how paradise can exist for him while the love of his life is still on earth. And, I’m not going to tell you how it ends. The purpose of giving you this synopsis was not to make you feel satisfied. If you’re looking for that, I suggest you try the real world. This is Aspen … and, I need an agent.Roger Marolt is ready to give his cell phone number to an agent. Contact him at to get it.

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