I think updating
Charlotte Temple for the twenty-first century would be a great project for any writer. After all, several of Jane Austin's novels have been introduced to a new generation on film. I know how difficult it was to even find
Charlotte Temple in print, and if Rowson's work can be passed on in an updated novel, then her work truly lives on; not just for a select group of American lit students.
I imagine Charlotte as an ambitious junior high school student who has a natural talent for acting. Charlotte, an only child lives with her parents in a conservative small town with good mid-Western values. Charlotte is beautiful and talented; and often dreams of leaving her sometimes-dreary life behind. Her parents overprotectiveness, however, often crushes her dreams of going to Hollywood. Praised in her drama class and the community theater, Charlotte's dream only continues to grow, and one day an opportunity to hold that dream comes her way. Overhearing a classmate at lunch one day telling a friend that she's heading to Los Angeles to follow her musician boyfriend, Charlotte senses that this is her opportunity and rushes to make her plan.
After a weeks' worth of travel, Charlotte and her accomplice Rachel arrive in Los Angeles. During that long and exhausting week Charlotte became intrigued by Rachel and her lack of inhibition. Although they were both only 17, Rachel loved vodka, cigarettes and older men. Charlotte had only recently been alone with a boy for the first time; and it was only to go over the script for "Footloose" at the local community theater. Once they arrived in Los Angeles, the vultures on Melrose Avenue descended. It was as if the two girls had tattoos on their foreheads saying, "We're new in town, take advantage of us!!" It wasn't long before a charismatic Beverly Hills talent agent noticed Charlotte and promised her the career of her dreams, along with a shopping trip and dinner at a very sophisticated restaurant. Well as you can guess, Charlotte accepted his offers and believed every word he said, just as she did with the people back home in her little mid-Western town. Only back home there wasn't a price for believing. But here in Los Angeles, Charlotte believed him when he said that if she had a drink or two she'd have more fun. Well, Rachel sure seemed to, so why not? But after a drink or two, a snort or two didn't seem unreasonable, so Charlotte was initiated into her new life.
As time passed, Charlotte realized that the promises were empty ones, only now she needed a drink to start her day because it made the pain of all the disappointments go away. She'd had a casting call or two, but no call backs. She hadn't seen or spoken to her family for over 6 months, and worst of all, the man who promised her the world was long gone, and he didn't even know he was going to be a father. Maybe that would have made a difference. Rachel had met another musician and they had left for Vancouver a few months back. She often thought that no one deserved to be so lonely in this beautiful place where the sun was always shining.
After losing her night job stocking the drug store's shelves, Charlotte spent what little she had on alcohol and whatever else she could find t0 numb the pain. People walking by the corner where she sat, looked at her with disgust. She was still so young, in the last days of her pregnancy, and drunk. Charlotte couldn't even remember anymore why she came to this place to begin with.
Someone had called for help on their cell phone after hearing about the accident. The girl couldn't have been any more than 15 or so when she walked right out into traffic. The paramedic's only hope now was to save the baby, since the young woman without any i.d. was already gone.
When Charlotte's father got the call from the L.A.P.D. early one winter morning, he prayed that she'd been found. When he arrived in the city later that night and was handed his new granddaughter by the officer, he realized a piece of Charlotte lived on.