hm_yrie (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} hm_yrie) wrote,@ 2008-05-14 15:57:00 |
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Oh, my usual rambling, and part of a scrapped scene.
So I woke up this morning and my main character told me she should probably get a speeding ticket on her way home. Because in real life, you get speeding tickets when you're driving recklessly home at 10 pm on I-40.
This created a new problem (besides the obvious of how to make a speeding ticket funny) in that I would probably have to send her to traffic court. So now I have to come up with another character to help her out of her predicament. Silly characters. But it's good to see that subplots are taking care of themselves.
And, because I can't salvage it but I like it, here's a snippet that won't make it into the finished story.
Dia's no longer a part-time bartender, so her discussion with the pianist, Bill, isn't going to be able to be salvaged for my story. However, I just had too much fun writing this exchange and I wanted to share it. (Lane, I must say, I was thinking of you when I wrote parts of it). In this scene snippet, Dia's boss is talking with the police and she's left to hold down the fort. The customers aren't very happy, so she's offered a free round on the house and is trying to get Bill to take requests.
Until [the boss returns], my job was to prevent a customer mutiny. I looked down at the pianist. To achieve my end, I had a request for him. I knew he wasn’t going to like it. However, Happy Patrons were more important than Happy Bill. “Bill, I know you hate doing this, but could you offer to take requests?”
He groaned. “They’re going to ask me to sing Billy Joel.” Bill has this very strong hatred for Billy Joel. I don’t know why.
“Please?” I gave him the best begging face I could muster.
He sighed. “Fine.” I think Bill only agrees to these sorts of things because I look just like his granddaughter when I beg, but, hey, I'll take what I can get.
“If things get out of hand – people bullying the wait staff, anyone going overboard on the hospitality…”
“Being forced to sing ‘Only The Good Die Young’ multiple times,” Bill added.
“Come fetch me from the bar,” I finished.
And now, to write about that speeding ticket.
So I woke up this morning and my main character told me she should probably get a speeding ticket on her way home. Because in real life, you get speeding tickets when you're driving recklessly home at 10 pm on I-40.
This created a new problem (besides the obvious of how to make a speeding ticket funny) in that I would probably have to send her to traffic court. So now I have to come up with another character to help her out of her predicament. Silly characters. But it's good to see that subplots are taking care of themselves.
And, because I can't salvage it but I like it, here's a snippet that won't make it into the finished story.
Dia's no longer a part-time bartender, so her discussion with the pianist, Bill, isn't going to be able to be salvaged for my story. However, I just had too much fun writing this exchange and I wanted to share it. (Lane, I must say, I was thinking of you when I wrote parts of it). In this scene snippet, Dia's boss is talking with the police and she's left to hold down the fort. The customers aren't very happy, so she's offered a free round on the house and is trying to get Bill to take requests.
Until [the boss returns], my job was to prevent a customer mutiny. I looked down at the pianist. To achieve my end, I had a request for him. I knew he wasn’t going to like it. However, Happy Patrons were more important than Happy Bill. “Bill, I know you hate doing this, but could you offer to take requests?”
He groaned. “They’re going to ask me to sing Billy Joel.” Bill has this very strong hatred for Billy Joel. I don’t know why.
“Please?” I gave him the best begging face I could muster.
He sighed. “Fine.” I think Bill only agrees to these sorts of things because I look just like his granddaughter when I beg, but, hey, I'll take what I can get.
“If things get out of hand – people bullying the wait staff, anyone going overboard on the hospitality…”
“Being forced to sing ‘Only The Good Die Young’ multiple times,” Bill added.
“Come fetch me from the bar,” I finished.
And now, to write about that speeding ticket.
