Write a scene where your character has to speak at length with a complete stranger.
How do people act when they are speaking to those they don't know? Remember you don't have to write the whole dialogue out.
(Sometimes I have really weird conversations with characters in my head-this was one of them)
Humans are disgusting, it interests me and here I am staring at those sentences because in my head I was having the most interesting conversation about life with someone I’ve never met it was along the lines of how I found holes in reality and picked and picked at them until the wool over my eyes (and ev...
“Pardon me, but can I just grab the creamer?”
“Hmm? Oh, yeah, take it.” Daryl watched as the man sheepishly reached out, lifting his rear off the seat and bumping into the table, spilling a bit of coffee from mug to saucer with a ping of ceramic-on-ceramic.
Daryl grabbed the insulated cream server. “Here, let me, yep, there you go buddy.”
Daryl watched as the man crouche...
“Princess Aurelia of Etrile!”
Aurelia stepped into the icy ballroom. Her long yellow dress barely grazed the floor. She was grateful for the bishop sleeves as her breath came out as fog. Straight ahead was a large throne made of ice with a sculpture of a roaring polar bear coming out the top. On the throne sat queen Morana. A real polar bear lay in front of her as a foot stool. Her daughter ...
I can do this
I’m a likable person
I have a charm
An undeniable one
This will be easy
the kid before me messed up
They looked like a fool
No expectations for me
Well no high ones
I walk up to the stage
My smile is cocky
An I got this smile
This will be easy
I got it in the bag
I must look arrogant
A girl scowls at me
Like she could do better
During my speech people rol...
In the street in front to the coffeehouse , people walked small excited dogs. Bent over overpriced coffees and underwhelming brownies, friends gathered at tables in groups of two and three. Everyone was pretending the weather was nicer than it because it had been nicer than it had been in a long time. Randy didn’t sit outside under the colorful awning and the threatening clouds, he sat in the coff...
“It’s stuck,” she says, squinting at the buttons in the lift.
Is she talking to herself? She can’t be talking to me. I’m just the IT guy from the fourth floor. The only women that acknowledge me are the ones that are forced to—Ellie in marketing when her laptop freezes every week, or the brunette on the tube this morning who asked if I minded shuffling up a seat. And certainly never someone who l...
Carlos' anxiety went through the roof when he saw the strange professor in front of him. He knew it wouldn't be his usual professor but facing the reality made his stomach heavy and his Caucasian skin burst into hot sweats.
'Carlos Rodrigues?' the middle-aged lady asked while writing on her notebook.
'I'm Anette Ferguson, and I will be assessing your oral dissertation.'
When the dew covered dandelions are scattered amongst the field of green at the park, Spring and all its flavored scents have arrived. The smell of fresh cut lawns, mulch, and flowers are a reminder that the cold, depressing Winter has finally passed. On warm days, I like to sit at the park to take in the sights and smells. Some that walk by nod their head in my direction while others look else...
They’re closing the bar down
Boarding up for the night
But we ain’t done making the feeling right
So what do we do?
We could hide til they look but don’t find nobody
Then lock up so we can throw our own little party
Cuz from the first word you said to me
I couldn’t be a stranger for long
So if you’re down I’m down to go & keep it low key
Small talk til they ask where’ve we gone
I was walking down Main Street when a man grabbed my arm.
“Sam!” He said urgently, “We need to go. We need you!”
“What?” I asked, “Who are you?”
“Smart!” The man exclaimed, “Don’t draw suspicion!” He tugged me into an alley.
“All right, you can drop the act. No one’s around.” The man said.
“I have no idea who you are!” I said.
“Sam, what the heck?! We need you! Quit pretending!” The man asked.
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