Alright, I admit I've been sort of a slacker lately. I haven't written much in chapter 6, though the thoughts are neatly tucked inside my head. I really do need to sit down and start to write more on this chapter. And I promise you that I will set a deadline for myself to finish this chapter and maybe half of the next one by the end of this coming week! That is, if there is anyone that actually reads this blog...sometimes I wonder about that...
Anyway, I do have thoughts running through my head and I need to do some major character development to post to you guys to give you a better understanding of what is happening in my novel. If there is anyone who would like to read it in it's entire glory (or at least what I've managed to write thus far) please feel free to e-mail me your address and I will add you to my google documents list.
Well that's all for now. I know this isn't a real post or a very valid excuse for not having a post, but it's all I've got!
-The Novice Novelist
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Monday, August 16, 2010
Snippet of Chapter 5
Well I finally finished chapter 5 of my novel. Yay! Right? Well once again I must note that when I specify that I've completed something I really mean that I've completed the bare bones of the chapter. And I'm not going to go back and enhance the chapter until I am able to get the full novel out on paper. Or at least that's what I intend to do.
Something I realized that I need to work on is developing more of the inner monologue that Jenna has. I know I've put a lot of conversation in there because I've felt that I don't want to get too boringingly descriptive with everything. But now I realize that maybe I need to add more description and inner dialogue. And that's sort of what happened to this chapter, and it kind of makes me happy to write it. I think I prefer to write Jenna's thoughts more so than her actual interactions with the world around her. And something else that I've noticed is that when I'm able to figure out Jenna's thoughts, the conversations between her and Adam, seem to flow out much easier.
But anyway, here's a little piece from chapter 5. A little background to make things a little less confusing. Adam refuses to leave Jenna alone and is walking her to class...
“Jenna wait up!” I froze, suppressing a groan of aggravation, as a voice rang out from my left. Turning hesitantly, I spotted Andrea making a beeline towards me, her perfectly styled hair bouncing as she clamored through the crowds of people.
Coming up to me she gave me one of her winning smiles, “Hey Jenna! I didn’t see you yesterday at work. I hope you’re feeling better!” She chirped happily. I watched her sneak a peek behind me at Adam, who stood clutching my book bag. Her eyebrow rose in surprise at my companion and her smile grew larger.
“Uh yeah, sorry about missing work,” I murmured awkwardly trying to ignore her obvious interest in Adam’s presence, “I sort of had a rough day yesterday and was ordered to stay home and rest.” I made a face. I sounded pathetically stupid right now.
“Oh that’s too bad, I’m glad you’re feeling better though!” Andrea remarked lightly, her eyes still glued to the figure standing behind me. I turned slightly so that I was facing both of them. Her actions made it quite obvious that she care a great deal about my health and well-being, especially when attractive men were following me around. I bit back the sarcastic remark that was on the tip of my tongue. Andrea merely continued to stare flirtatiously at Adam, completely ignoring my presence. Adam returned her smile with a cheeky one of his own.
“Actually the fault was entirely mine about yesterday. You see I sort of caused an accident here on campus with my rude behavior and I ended up giving Jenna a rather nasty concussion,” Adam addressed Andrea. I wanted to die.
“Oh!” She replied, a dreamy look crossed her face. I wanted to gag, “Well I’m glad you’re making sure she’s okay now. What a noble thing to do.”
“I feel a deep obligation to the situation and Jenna has been so gracious about the whole situation,” He remarked sending her a winning smile. I heard her give a quiet dreamy sigh and vaguely wondered if Adam had heard her. I suppressed a giggle at that reaction.
I quickly checked my watch and noticed that it was getting rather late. I needed to be at class within the next ten minutes to make it on time. I glanced at Adam and Andrea. Neither was saying anything, but both had smiles on their faces. Andrea looked love struck; Adam looked merely polite.
“Uh well, I guess I’ll see you around Andrea, I really need to get to class,” I muttered after a moment of silence. I didn’t want give Andrea a chance to get too acquainted with Adam. Andrea’s gaze snapped back to me and she smiled again, but there was amusement and questioning in her gaze.
“Oh yeah of course!” She giggled, “I’ll see you around Jenna,” she turned to Adam, “And I guess that I’ll see you around too…?”
“Adam,” He remarked drily, “And I hope to have the opportunity to meet you again, especially since you seem to be a dear friend of Jenna’s.”
“Oh yes of course! Jenna and I are like best friends! We even work together. It’s great. You should totally come by sometime and have lunch or something!” She babbled on, clearly dazzled by Adam’s smooth talking antics.
“I’d like that very much,” he murmured in response, “Jenna has been anxious to introduce me to all her work friends.”
If I could have crawled under a rock at that moment I would have. Here Adam was openly flirting with Andrea, giving her the impression that he and I were far more than what we appeared! And what we appeared was even further from the reality of what our relationship actually entailed. Ugh the stupid insufferable conceited man!
I silently fumed as Andrea giggled coyly in return and scurried away, but not before sending me a meaningful glance. It clearly stated ‘I want details!’ and I knew that I’d have some explaining to do at work tonight. But how could I explain that there was literally nothing going on between Adam and I? More importantly would she even believe me, or would she think that I was downplaying the whole situation in order to keep some privacy I my relationships? Either way, my life was now more complicated than I wished it to be and it was all due to Adam’s continual presence. I huffed in annoyance as I moved towards my class again, Adam following faithfully behind me, chuckles rumbling in his chest at my situation.
“Do you even care that you’re completely screwing with my life right now?” I muttered darkly, moving at a rapid pace up the stairs towards my classroom, “Now she thinks that we’re either together, or that I have a new hot guy friend that I want to introduce her to.”
“Ah so you admit that I’m good looking then,” Adam remarked. I stopped and sent him a glare, my cheeks igniting.
“No I believe you’re an idiot sent to torment me. Can’t you just find someone else to be creepy around?”
“I’m afraid not my dear,” He whispered stepping closer. Handing me my bag he brushed his fingers across mine. I jerked away and my eyes narrowed at his forward behavior. He only chuckled at my response, “I’ll see you after class darlin’.”
He turned swiftly on his heel and headed back down the stairs. I felt the stares of my fellow classmates as they headed past me into the classroom. I simply stood there, watching Adam descend the steps and walk out the door.
“I’ll definitely have to start avoiding him,” I murmured shaking my head. Turning towards my classroom, I quietly walked in and took a seat in back, avoiding eye contact with everyone.
Something I realized that I need to work on is developing more of the inner monologue that Jenna has. I know I've put a lot of conversation in there because I've felt that I don't want to get too boringingly descriptive with everything. But now I realize that maybe I need to add more description and inner dialogue. And that's sort of what happened to this chapter, and it kind of makes me happy to write it. I think I prefer to write Jenna's thoughts more so than her actual interactions with the world around her. And something else that I've noticed is that when I'm able to figure out Jenna's thoughts, the conversations between her and Adam, seem to flow out much easier.
But anyway, here's a little piece from chapter 5. A little background to make things a little less confusing. Adam refuses to leave Jenna alone and is walking her to class...
“Jenna wait up!” I froze, suppressing a groan of aggravation, as a voice rang out from my left. Turning hesitantly, I spotted Andrea making a beeline towards me, her perfectly styled hair bouncing as she clamored through the crowds of people.
Coming up to me she gave me one of her winning smiles, “Hey Jenna! I didn’t see you yesterday at work. I hope you’re feeling better!” She chirped happily. I watched her sneak a peek behind me at Adam, who stood clutching my book bag. Her eyebrow rose in surprise at my companion and her smile grew larger.
“Uh yeah, sorry about missing work,” I murmured awkwardly trying to ignore her obvious interest in Adam’s presence, “I sort of had a rough day yesterday and was ordered to stay home and rest.” I made a face. I sounded pathetically stupid right now.
“Oh that’s too bad, I’m glad you’re feeling better though!” Andrea remarked lightly, her eyes still glued to the figure standing behind me. I turned slightly so that I was facing both of them. Her actions made it quite obvious that she care a great deal about my health and well-being, especially when attractive men were following me around. I bit back the sarcastic remark that was on the tip of my tongue. Andrea merely continued to stare flirtatiously at Adam, completely ignoring my presence. Adam returned her smile with a cheeky one of his own.
“Actually the fault was entirely mine about yesterday. You see I sort of caused an accident here on campus with my rude behavior and I ended up giving Jenna a rather nasty concussion,” Adam addressed Andrea. I wanted to die.
“Oh!” She replied, a dreamy look crossed her face. I wanted to gag, “Well I’m glad you’re making sure she’s okay now. What a noble thing to do.”
“I feel a deep obligation to the situation and Jenna has been so gracious about the whole situation,” He remarked sending her a winning smile. I heard her give a quiet dreamy sigh and vaguely wondered if Adam had heard her. I suppressed a giggle at that reaction.
I quickly checked my watch and noticed that it was getting rather late. I needed to be at class within the next ten minutes to make it on time. I glanced at Adam and Andrea. Neither was saying anything, but both had smiles on their faces. Andrea looked love struck; Adam looked merely polite.
“Uh well, I guess I’ll see you around Andrea, I really need to get to class,” I muttered after a moment of silence. I didn’t want give Andrea a chance to get too acquainted with Adam. Andrea’s gaze snapped back to me and she smiled again, but there was amusement and questioning in her gaze.
“Oh yeah of course!” She giggled, “I’ll see you around Jenna,” she turned to Adam, “And I guess that I’ll see you around too…?”
“Adam,” He remarked drily, “And I hope to have the opportunity to meet you again, especially since you seem to be a dear friend of Jenna’s.”
“Oh yes of course! Jenna and I are like best friends! We even work together. It’s great. You should totally come by sometime and have lunch or something!” She babbled on, clearly dazzled by Adam’s smooth talking antics.
“I’d like that very much,” he murmured in response, “Jenna has been anxious to introduce me to all her work friends.”
If I could have crawled under a rock at that moment I would have. Here Adam was openly flirting with Andrea, giving her the impression that he and I were far more than what we appeared! And what we appeared was even further from the reality of what our relationship actually entailed. Ugh the stupid insufferable conceited man!
I silently fumed as Andrea giggled coyly in return and scurried away, but not before sending me a meaningful glance. It clearly stated ‘I want details!’ and I knew that I’d have some explaining to do at work tonight. But how could I explain that there was literally nothing going on between Adam and I? More importantly would she even believe me, or would she think that I was downplaying the whole situation in order to keep some privacy I my relationships? Either way, my life was now more complicated than I wished it to be and it was all due to Adam’s continual presence. I huffed in annoyance as I moved towards my class again, Adam following faithfully behind me, chuckles rumbling in his chest at my situation.
“Do you even care that you’re completely screwing with my life right now?” I muttered darkly, moving at a rapid pace up the stairs towards my classroom, “Now she thinks that we’re either together, or that I have a new hot guy friend that I want to introduce her to.”
“Ah so you admit that I’m good looking then,” Adam remarked. I stopped and sent him a glare, my cheeks igniting.
“No I believe you’re an idiot sent to torment me. Can’t you just find someone else to be creepy around?”
“I’m afraid not my dear,” He whispered stepping closer. Handing me my bag he brushed his fingers across mine. I jerked away and my eyes narrowed at his forward behavior. He only chuckled at my response, “I’ll see you after class darlin’.”
He turned swiftly on his heel and headed back down the stairs. I felt the stares of my fellow classmates as they headed past me into the classroom. I simply stood there, watching Adam descend the steps and walk out the door.
“I’ll definitely have to start avoiding him,” I murmured shaking my head. Turning towards my classroom, I quietly walked in and took a seat in back, avoiding eye contact with everyone.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Sorry~
Here's a quick little note of apology for not posting anything recently. I have been working on my novel, as promised, however, life has been rather hectic lately and I find that my time seems to fly by faster than I can get everything done that I need to! There have also been some moments of great stress for me lately that have messed with my emotions and I've found it hard to stay motivated for more than a little while without going completely crazy! Just know that I am working on things and getting a chapter neared the completed phase, which makes me feel scads better about life right now. And I will post another little snippet when I get this chapter finished.
Whoever you may be that is reading this blog, I understand that things may be confusing with the bits and pieces that I post, but you must realize that I'm afraid to give too much away with what I post. It is a difficult task to undertake and I take full responsibility if my posts aren't coming across as very understandable. I will try to do better. But, I would love to hear from you to learn what you think of my writing style, or the pieces of the story that you understand and enjoy, or don't enjoy...or anything really!
But until I post an actual snippet, I shall bid you Adieu!
-The Novice Novelist
Whoever you may be that is reading this blog, I understand that things may be confusing with the bits and pieces that I post, but you must realize that I'm afraid to give too much away with what I post. It is a difficult task to undertake and I take full responsibility if my posts aren't coming across as very understandable. I will try to do better. But, I would love to hear from you to learn what you think of my writing style, or the pieces of the story that you understand and enjoy, or don't enjoy...or anything really!
But until I post an actual snippet, I shall bid you Adieu!
-The Novice Novelist
Thursday, July 29, 2010
An update of sorts...
Here's a little snippet from chapter 4 of my novel...I hope that I can get around to explaining how this whole story goes so you poor readers aren't completely confused! But it may take just as long to explain it as it does to write the entire thing! Hehe...I'll work on it to the best of my ability, but until then I hope you enjoy your little piece of my novel.
-The Novel Novice
“Ugh!” I growled at my ceiling. All this thinking was making my headache worse. I was not relaxed in the slightest. I needed to relax and soon, or my headache would compound and then I’d be even more upset and angry. That wouldn’t work well for me if I was going to function tomorrow at school and work.
“Just forget about everything Jenna,” I murmured quietly closing my eyes once more, striving to even my breathing, “Just take deep breaths and forget everything.”
I continued to chant that mantra in my head blocking all other thoughts from creeping up to the forefront of my mind. If I could keep my mind blank I’d be okay.
After a few moments of refusing to think, I felt the tension in my body melt away. Once I was aware of this I turned my focus to the pleasant feeling of simply relaxing, something I hadn’t done in a long time. I had to admit that it felt good. And as the pain in my head slowly eased, I felt myself relax further, and the need to chant my mantra slowly ceased. I realized I was falling asleep, but by this time I was too far gone to prevent it.
“I’m so sorry Ann. I should have protected you better. I should have protected our family. Jenna. I love you both so much” my father murmured from the driver’s seat of the car. I couldn’t see his face, but he pain was evident in his voice. He was anguished.
“Don’t be sorry Jeremy,” my mother murmured in what appeared to be a resigned sigh, “I knew the risks and I stayed because I love you. It’s not your fault.”
Something was tickling the back of my mind; warning signals were blaring, but I couldn’t put my finger on what was going to happen.
“Stay hidden Jenna, and whatever happens, don’t make a sound,” my mother whispered lovingly, a sob choking her words. She looked terrified and her green eyes were clouded with tears, “I love you baby. I always will.”
I wanted to protest to their requests, but my mouth wouldn’t work. Dread flooded through me. Something bad was going to happen.
Before my brain could process what was happening, two loud shots rang out and my mother’s strangled cry echoed in my head.
“Jenna!”
I shot up from the bed with a strangled gasp, panting heavily. Beads of sweat were running down my face, my heart was pounding wildly. I fought furiously to close the memories behind the wall in my mind, willing myself to forget. I needed stay calm.
“Are you alright Jenna? What happened? I couldn’t wake you.” I jumped at the sudden questions. Adam was kneeling next to my bed worry etched on his face. I had forgotten he was in my house.
“Y-yeah,” I nodded my head and stuttered a reply still trying to calm my thundering heart. He didn’t look convinced, “Just a bad dream.” I continued, suppressing a snort. That had to be the understatement of the century.
Adam still didn’t seem to buy my story instead he looked strangely sympathetic. However, rather than question me further, he quickly changed the subject and sent me a grin, “Well it seems as though you’re doing a bit better. A stupid concussion can’t seem to keep you down.”
I sent him a glare, “Yes indeed I am oh grand and gracious stalker, now would you mind leaving my bedroom and give me some privacy? Weren’t you ever taught that it’s rude to invade someone’s personal space?”
I knew I was being a little harsh on him. He was only doing what he had promised. Plus he was trying to lighten the obviously tense mood, but I couldn’t shake the heart-stopping fear that my dream had caused to wrap around my mind. He’d never understand that. I needed him to leave quickly. I needed some space.
-The Novel Novice
“Ugh!” I growled at my ceiling. All this thinking was making my headache worse. I was not relaxed in the slightest. I needed to relax and soon, or my headache would compound and then I’d be even more upset and angry. That wouldn’t work well for me if I was going to function tomorrow at school and work.
“Just forget about everything Jenna,” I murmured quietly closing my eyes once more, striving to even my breathing, “Just take deep breaths and forget everything.”
I continued to chant that mantra in my head blocking all other thoughts from creeping up to the forefront of my mind. If I could keep my mind blank I’d be okay.
After a few moments of refusing to think, I felt the tension in my body melt away. Once I was aware of this I turned my focus to the pleasant feeling of simply relaxing, something I hadn’t done in a long time. I had to admit that it felt good. And as the pain in my head slowly eased, I felt myself relax further, and the need to chant my mantra slowly ceased. I realized I was falling asleep, but by this time I was too far gone to prevent it.
“I’m so sorry Ann. I should have protected you better. I should have protected our family. Jenna. I love you both so much” my father murmured from the driver’s seat of the car. I couldn’t see his face, but he pain was evident in his voice. He was anguished.
“Don’t be sorry Jeremy,” my mother murmured in what appeared to be a resigned sigh, “I knew the risks and I stayed because I love you. It’s not your fault.”
Something was tickling the back of my mind; warning signals were blaring, but I couldn’t put my finger on what was going to happen.
“Stay hidden Jenna, and whatever happens, don’t make a sound,” my mother whispered lovingly, a sob choking her words. She looked terrified and her green eyes were clouded with tears, “I love you baby. I always will.”
I wanted to protest to their requests, but my mouth wouldn’t work. Dread flooded through me. Something bad was going to happen.
Before my brain could process what was happening, two loud shots rang out and my mother’s strangled cry echoed in my head.
“Jenna!”
I shot up from the bed with a strangled gasp, panting heavily. Beads of sweat were running down my face, my heart was pounding wildly. I fought furiously to close the memories behind the wall in my mind, willing myself to forget. I needed stay calm.
“Are you alright Jenna? What happened? I couldn’t wake you.” I jumped at the sudden questions. Adam was kneeling next to my bed worry etched on his face. I had forgotten he was in my house.
“Y-yeah,” I nodded my head and stuttered a reply still trying to calm my thundering heart. He didn’t look convinced, “Just a bad dream.” I continued, suppressing a snort. That had to be the understatement of the century.
Adam still didn’t seem to buy my story instead he looked strangely sympathetic. However, rather than question me further, he quickly changed the subject and sent me a grin, “Well it seems as though you’re doing a bit better. A stupid concussion can’t seem to keep you down.”
I sent him a glare, “Yes indeed I am oh grand and gracious stalker, now would you mind leaving my bedroom and give me some privacy? Weren’t you ever taught that it’s rude to invade someone’s personal space?”
I knew I was being a little harsh on him. He was only doing what he had promised. Plus he was trying to lighten the obviously tense mood, but I couldn’t shake the heart-stopping fear that my dream had caused to wrap around my mind. He’d never understand that. I needed him to leave quickly. I needed some space.
Thursday, July 22, 2010
A Slight Case of Writer's Block
Alright so the next chapter that I'm working on is taking a whole heck of a lot longer than I wanted. Perosnally I blame it on writer's block. It's not that I don't have the ideas in my head waiting to be composed and taken out of my brain, but the problem lies with the fact that I can't seem to get the right wording out. My chapter seems a bit boring, though I know where I want to take the plot. it's just difficult to get everything organized and settled into place.
Anyway I needed to post something for you guys who read this delightful little blog. So I thought that since many of you may be confused with what exactly is going on, I thought I could post some character descriptions to give you guys a better idea of what exactly some of the story entails. Then when I do post snippets, there won't be as much confusion.
So here is the first character sketch I have for you! It is of course Jenna. Enjoy!
Jenna Elizabeth Matheson:
1. Middle name was after her grandmother
2. Parents Names: Jeremy and Ann Matheson.
3. Junior at Cornel University studying History and Literature
4. Lives alone
5. Parents died when she was sixteen, and she witnessed it and consequently suffers from post traumatic stress.
6. Struggles to sleep because she suffers from nightmares revolving around the deaths of her parents.
7. Socially withdrawn and has a hard time making and keeping friends. Though she prefers it this way. The less people know, the less they can hurt her.
8. Doesn’t trust anyone with her personal life. Prefers her solitude
9. Auburn hair and green eyes. Fairly tall 5’ 5”. Slender and fair skinned. Faint freckles on her nose and cheeks.
Anyway I needed to post something for you guys who read this delightful little blog. So I thought that since many of you may be confused with what exactly is going on, I thought I could post some character descriptions to give you guys a better idea of what exactly some of the story entails. Then when I do post snippets, there won't be as much confusion.
So here is the first character sketch I have for you! It is of course Jenna. Enjoy!
Jenna Elizabeth Matheson:
1. Middle name was after her grandmother
2. Parents Names: Jeremy and Ann Matheson.
3. Junior at Cornel University studying History and Literature
4. Lives alone
5. Parents died when she was sixteen, and she witnessed it and consequently suffers from post traumatic stress.
6. Struggles to sleep because she suffers from nightmares revolving around the deaths of her parents.
7. Socially withdrawn and has a hard time making and keeping friends. Though she prefers it this way. The less people know, the less they can hurt her.
8. Doesn’t trust anyone with her personal life. Prefers her solitude
9. Auburn hair and green eyes. Fairly tall 5’ 5”. Slender and fair skinned. Faint freckles on her nose and cheeks.
Friday, July 9, 2010
Another Finished Chapter...
I'm excited to say that for the most part, the concept of my next chapter is finished. I'm very happy with it and I thought I'd share my good news with you lovely readers that I have! I'll post a small section of it here if you'd care to read it.
I don't know if I need to remind you that while I say I have a completed chapter, it really is just the bare bones of the story that I've written down. I would add more, but I'll leave that to my editing sessions that I'll start once I actually get this whole story plot out on paper. Something that I look forward to greatly. If I took the time to sit there and critique myself about my chapters right now, I don't think I'd ever finish my novel. And I'm trying to stick to a deadline here! Let's hope I can live up to my own expectations.
Anyway I hope you enjoy this little piece that I have for you. The musical inspiration for this little part was "Dream a Little Dream" and "Haven't Met You Yet." If you care to take a listen perhaps you can imagine their thoughts and actions during this point in the story. It made me laugh at least...Well that's all for now! I'll post again!
Love,
The Novice Novelist.
“I can get myself in you know,” I remarked annoyed by his antics.
With a sigh he set me gently on my feet and stood there as I positioned myself in the seat. Once I was in, he gently shut the door and walked to the driver’s side. The chivalry surprised me but I kept my thoughts to myself. Wouldn’t want his head to get any bigger than it already was. Shutting his own door, he placed the keys in the ignition and started the engine.
“By the way,” he remarked, reversing from the stall, “My name is Adam.”
“Uh Jenna Matheson,” I murmured in reply closing my eyes. His posture perked visibly, but my head was throbbing too much to care.
“Nice to meet you Jenna,” he stated, “Though perhaps you should open your eyes for me.”
“Why?” I whined slightly, “My head hurts.”
“Because you have a concussion and if you go to sleep then we could have a very large problem on our hands.”
Begrudgingly I opened my eyes and gazed over at him. He had a slight smile on his face.
“Now that wasn’t so hard was it?” He grinned at me. I glared.
“No not all,” I replied sarcastically, “considering I already fell asleep earlier.”
“What?” he sounded slightly panicked, “When?”
“I don’t know!” I snapped glaring at him, “That’s a really stupid question. It’s not like I keep a record of my every movement!”
“Testy,” he chuckled. I didn’t reply, “But please try to stay awake for me alright?”
“Will do oh fearless kidnapper,” I retorted rolling my eyes. A wave of pain shot through my head.
“I really do apologize for my actions earlier,” He murmured staring at the road, “As a general rule I make it a point to be both kind a courteous to those I come in contact with.” He chuckled at the word contact.
“Ah well I must be the exception then,” I retorted, “Lucky me”
He laughed quietly, “Actually you merely caught me at a bad time. I was waiting for someone and unfortunately was running extremely late. Though it would seem as though I was right on time after all.” His tone suggested he was speaking more to himself than to me.
“Oh.” Was my brilliant reply.
We lapsed into a tense silence. Occasionally, Adam would glance over at me to make sure my eyes were still, in fact, open. But other than that, no contact of any kind was made. A car never seemed so claustrophobic before. I kept my gaze out the window, wishing that this day had gone down a far different path and vowing that I would never fall asleep without an alarm clock set.
All too soon the sign for the hospital loomed ahead. I crinkled my nose in disgust. I hated doctors. Smoothly, Adam pulled into the closest parking spot and turned the car off.
“You don’t have to do this. I’ll go home and relax if it’ll make you feel better, but other than I think you’re going a little overboard,” I mumbled staring straight ahead.
“Ah ah ah,” he remarked getting out of the car, “We had a deal.”
Before I knew it, he was standing in front of the open passenger door extending his hand to assist me out. I rolled my eyes again and hoisted myself from the seat, ignoring his hand. Of course I stumbled, much to my humiliation. Adam easily caught me.
“Alright, let’s get you inside,” he remarked lightly, tightening his grip on my waist. I blushed at the intimacy of his action. I barely knew this man!
Despite my protests, Adam did not release his grip on my waist, and led me through the double doors of the local hospital gently ushering me to the waiting room of the clinic and a waiting chair. There were only a few other people in the room with me.
With determined steps, he walked swiftly to the counter and began speaking with the nurse. She seemed quite taken aback by his forward behavior but quickly recovered with a smile. It half looked as though she was flirting with him! I suppressed the urge to groan. This was getting beyond ridiculous.
All too soon he returned with a clipboard of papers and a pen.
“Annie said to fill out the papers and they’d get to you immediately in the emergency room to get you taken care of,” Adam remarked cheerfully handing the clipboard over to me.
I sent him a glare and snatched it from his hands, “Annie? You’re on a first name basis now? I must say that is quite a fast relationship.”
He rolled his eyes in response but remained silent as I hastily filled out my forms. And without a word he returned them to the nurse. Extending his hand, he helped me to my feet and we headed towards the emergency room. Again I was surprised by his gentlemanly behavior, but I couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle at the awkwardness of the whole situation. Both of us were stiff and visibly uncomfortable with the situation.
I don't know if I need to remind you that while I say I have a completed chapter, it really is just the bare bones of the story that I've written down. I would add more, but I'll leave that to my editing sessions that I'll start once I actually get this whole story plot out on paper. Something that I look forward to greatly. If I took the time to sit there and critique myself about my chapters right now, I don't think I'd ever finish my novel. And I'm trying to stick to a deadline here! Let's hope I can live up to my own expectations.
Anyway I hope you enjoy this little piece that I have for you. The musical inspiration for this little part was "Dream a Little Dream" and "Haven't Met You Yet." If you care to take a listen perhaps you can imagine their thoughts and actions during this point in the story. It made me laugh at least...Well that's all for now! I'll post again!
Love,
The Novice Novelist.
“I can get myself in you know,” I remarked annoyed by his antics.
With a sigh he set me gently on my feet and stood there as I positioned myself in the seat. Once I was in, he gently shut the door and walked to the driver’s side. The chivalry surprised me but I kept my thoughts to myself. Wouldn’t want his head to get any bigger than it already was. Shutting his own door, he placed the keys in the ignition and started the engine.
“By the way,” he remarked, reversing from the stall, “My name is Adam.”
“Uh Jenna Matheson,” I murmured in reply closing my eyes. His posture perked visibly, but my head was throbbing too much to care.
“Nice to meet you Jenna,” he stated, “Though perhaps you should open your eyes for me.”
“Why?” I whined slightly, “My head hurts.”
“Because you have a concussion and if you go to sleep then we could have a very large problem on our hands.”
Begrudgingly I opened my eyes and gazed over at him. He had a slight smile on his face.
“Now that wasn’t so hard was it?” He grinned at me. I glared.
“No not all,” I replied sarcastically, “considering I already fell asleep earlier.”
“What?” he sounded slightly panicked, “When?”
“I don’t know!” I snapped glaring at him, “That’s a really stupid question. It’s not like I keep a record of my every movement!”
“Testy,” he chuckled. I didn’t reply, “But please try to stay awake for me alright?”
“Will do oh fearless kidnapper,” I retorted rolling my eyes. A wave of pain shot through my head.
“I really do apologize for my actions earlier,” He murmured staring at the road, “As a general rule I make it a point to be both kind a courteous to those I come in contact with.” He chuckled at the word contact.
“Ah well I must be the exception then,” I retorted, “Lucky me”
He laughed quietly, “Actually you merely caught me at a bad time. I was waiting for someone and unfortunately was running extremely late. Though it would seem as though I was right on time after all.” His tone suggested he was speaking more to himself than to me.
“Oh.” Was my brilliant reply.
We lapsed into a tense silence. Occasionally, Adam would glance over at me to make sure my eyes were still, in fact, open. But other than that, no contact of any kind was made. A car never seemed so claustrophobic before. I kept my gaze out the window, wishing that this day had gone down a far different path and vowing that I would never fall asleep without an alarm clock set.
All too soon the sign for the hospital loomed ahead. I crinkled my nose in disgust. I hated doctors. Smoothly, Adam pulled into the closest parking spot and turned the car off.
“You don’t have to do this. I’ll go home and relax if it’ll make you feel better, but other than I think you’re going a little overboard,” I mumbled staring straight ahead.
“Ah ah ah,” he remarked getting out of the car, “We had a deal.”
Before I knew it, he was standing in front of the open passenger door extending his hand to assist me out. I rolled my eyes again and hoisted myself from the seat, ignoring his hand. Of course I stumbled, much to my humiliation. Adam easily caught me.
“Alright, let’s get you inside,” he remarked lightly, tightening his grip on my waist. I blushed at the intimacy of his action. I barely knew this man!
Despite my protests, Adam did not release his grip on my waist, and led me through the double doors of the local hospital gently ushering me to the waiting room of the clinic and a waiting chair. There were only a few other people in the room with me.
With determined steps, he walked swiftly to the counter and began speaking with the nurse. She seemed quite taken aback by his forward behavior but quickly recovered with a smile. It half looked as though she was flirting with him! I suppressed the urge to groan. This was getting beyond ridiculous.
All too soon he returned with a clipboard of papers and a pen.
“Annie said to fill out the papers and they’d get to you immediately in the emergency room to get you taken care of,” Adam remarked cheerfully handing the clipboard over to me.
I sent him a glare and snatched it from his hands, “Annie? You’re on a first name basis now? I must say that is quite a fast relationship.”
He rolled his eyes in response but remained silent as I hastily filled out my forms. And without a word he returned them to the nurse. Extending his hand, he helped me to my feet and we headed towards the emergency room. Again I was surprised by his gentlemanly behavior, but I couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle at the awkwardness of the whole situation. Both of us were stiff and visibly uncomfortable with the situation.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
A quickie, but a goody! At least I think so...hehe...
Well I know that this isn't that long of a post. I just haven't had the time or motivation to write at the moment. There have been so many things that have come up lately that I find my time dwindling away. But I did manage to get something constructed today. Music, I find has greatly aided in my inspiration and I just want to encourage everyone to seek inspiration!
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this little snippet! I'll hopefully post within the next day or so.
“Now that wasn’t so hard was it?” He grinned at me. I glared.
“No not all,” I replied sarcastically, “considering I already fell asleep earlier.”
“What?” he sounded slightly panicked, “When?”
“I don’t know!” I snapped glaring at him, “It’s not like I keep a record of my every movement!”
“Testy,” he chuckled. I didn’t reply, “But please try to stay awake for me alright?”
“Will do oh fearless kidnapper,” I retorted rolling my eyes. A wave of pain shot through my head.
We remained silent until Adam pulled into the hospital parking lot. I let out a groan of frustration. I really didn’t need to be here.
“You don’t have to do this. I’ll go home and relax if it’ll make you feel better, but other than I think you’re going a little overboard,” I mumbled staring straight ahead.
“Ah ah ah,” he remarked getting out of the car, “We had a deal.”
Before I knew it, he was standing in front of the open passenger door extending his hand to assist me out. I rolled my eyes again and hoisted myself from the seat, ignoring his hand. Of course I stumbled, much to my humiliation. Adam easily caught me.
“Alright, let’s get you inside,” he remarked lightly, tightening his grip on my waist. I blushed at the intimacy of his action. I barely knew this man!
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this little snippet! I'll hopefully post within the next day or so.
“Now that wasn’t so hard was it?” He grinned at me. I glared.
“No not all,” I replied sarcastically, “considering I already fell asleep earlier.”
“What?” he sounded slightly panicked, “When?”
“I don’t know!” I snapped glaring at him, “It’s not like I keep a record of my every movement!”
“Testy,” he chuckled. I didn’t reply, “But please try to stay awake for me alright?”
“Will do oh fearless kidnapper,” I retorted rolling my eyes. A wave of pain shot through my head.
We remained silent until Adam pulled into the hospital parking lot. I let out a groan of frustration. I really didn’t need to be here.
“You don’t have to do this. I’ll go home and relax if it’ll make you feel better, but other than I think you’re going a little overboard,” I mumbled staring straight ahead.
“Ah ah ah,” he remarked getting out of the car, “We had a deal.”
Before I knew it, he was standing in front of the open passenger door extending his hand to assist me out. I rolled my eyes again and hoisted myself from the seat, ignoring his hand. Of course I stumbled, much to my humiliation. Adam easily caught me.
“Alright, let’s get you inside,” he remarked lightly, tightening his grip on my waist. I blushed at the intimacy of his action. I barely knew this man!
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