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Monday, January 11, 2016

Oops!

I sat down at the computer today to get in my morning writing, and realized I hadn't even thought about a blog post for today.   It poured rain all weekend, and since I don't have much in the way of current photos to save the day, for fun, I scrolled without looking and then just stopped. Here's what you get.  Page 70 of my first draft of my current project. Happy Monday, everyone!


Doug finished shoving a bait bag into a trap before answering.  “I have a friend who uses my boat to go fishing sometimes.  He pays me with portions of his catch.  I grill up some of it and when there’s too much, I stick it in the freezer for other uses.”
            “What kind of fish?”
            “Mackerel, bluefish or striper, mostly.”  He rubbed his belly.  “I love me some bluefish on the grill.  But enough is enough sometimes.  Like I said, I’m single.  A man can only eat so much.”
            Cal studied him.  His neck between his hairline and collar was tanned, and the stubble that had appeared on his chin glinted in the sun.  The light hairs streaking down his brown arms, ended at a horizontal scar on the top of his wrist.  His T-shirt was spattered with salt water, his cut-off shorts bleached blue-white.  It occurred to her that other than with Jack all those years ago, she’d never been boating with someone who didn’t dress in white-soled boat shoes and nautical Polos. She glanced down at her linen capris, now wrinkled and speckled from the salt water spray.  Turning her attention to Doug and Will, she realized that while they hadn’t touched each other since the high five on the dock, they worked together without words, in a rhythm only possible between two people who had known each other forever.
            The lawyer caught her staring.  “Something on your mind?”
            Cal lifted a shoulder and dropped it.  “Lots of sharing going on.  You take care of your late friend’s son. You give your lobster away and get meals in return.  Your friend uses your boat and you end up with bate.  It’s just different.”
            “Different than what?”

9 comments:

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

A lot of backstory without the dump. Well done! I guess she comes from a good life and has never been exposed to this kind of hard work.

Bish Denham said...

Hmmm, makes me want to know more about these people. I liked the bit of detail hair on the arms...

Delores said...

Now I want to read the whole thing.

Joanne said...

that's a teaser for sure. Good wing it post and tight writing

Pixel Peeper said...

Yes, now I want to read Pages 1 through 69...and beyond!

Karen Walker said...

That's a cool idea, Liza, to share a tidbit from a work in progress. Must remember that.

Crystal Collier said...

I get a sense of strong character relationships and a solid story world. Didn't want to leave that calm fishing boat yet.

Susan Flett Swiderski said...

It was a great idea for you to share a tidbit of your WIP. Judging by what you've shown us, it's a good one! Nice smooth writing,and natural-sounding dialogue. Great job!

Tabitha Bird said...

Still love your images :)
Glad to see you are still writing too. Missed you x