In this exercise, we were required to write at least a 400 word scene with the character we'd created for the workshop. Do you know how hard it is to convey everything your characters are feeling without adding "she sighed"? LOL. Here's my submission:
"Who areyou?" "What the hell did you think you were doing?" "I was trying a small spell, as if it's any of your business." "Lady, when you nearly create a twister in my woods, I make it my business." "Oh, they're your woods, are they? Funny, because I own this area." "Yes, but I ownthisarea." "Oh. So you're... Well, the only tree I damaged is on my land, so-" "True, but that twister could have damn well made it on my land." “But it didn't, did it? And it wasn't a twister, damn it. Just a little wind. I knew what I was doing. And I handled it.” “Didn't look like you knew what you were doing from where I was standing.” “Well, I did. And I'll say it again. I handled it.” “Barely. If I hadn't sent some of my energy your way, you wouldn't have.” “Of all the arrogant...” “The truth is the truth.” “Unbelievable...” “You know, you could say thank you. For helping you put out your near disaster there.” “By the gods!!! You are so arrogant. I didn't.... I wasn't... it wasn't... Oh, you're right!!! Why can't I do spells?” “Oh, lady, don't cry. I didn't mean to make you cry. I'm sorry. I know, I'm hot-headed sometimes. Here, here, take this.” “A towel? You carry a towel out in the woods with you?” “Well, um, I kinda ran when I sensed the energy going awry.” “Awry...” “You know what? Let's try this again. We're obviously neighbors, and will be for some time. I'm sorry if I came off like an asshole. That's better. I much prefer laughter to tears, even if it's directed at me. OK, ok, so I am sorry I was an asshole. Can we start over?” “Ummmm... what do you mean?” “Hi. I'm Reed Cunningham. I'm you're new neighbor.” “Oh. Um, I'm Carli Jacobs. Nice to meet you Reed. I think.” “Uh oh. I'm even more of an asshole than I realized. You're one of the developers of Eostara?” “Yep.” “Well, at least that made you smile. That's better, too. So, will you give me a chance to make it up to you? Care to have dinner tonight?” “That's really not necessary, Reed. But thanks for the offer.” “Please, I insist. Then you'll see that I'm not always a jerk.” “What time?” “Seven-thirty?” “If you're sure...” “I'm positive. And maybe we could talk a little about the little... um... problem you've been having.”
I've come to really like these guys. How about you?