Help a writer out
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valarltdAll right. So I said I'd write for Working Girls a blue-collar lesbian anthology.
I have the ladies in hand, have since Sappho's Chest. Yolanda is an owner-operator and Alice is a former waitress.
And while I have them, I have NO IDEA what to do with them.
Here's what I have:
Alice doesn't always know what she does to me, I realized as I climbed back into the cab. She was sitting on the bunk, reading.
But it was the way she was sitting that got me. Her bare feet were tucked up under her, the soles visible and vulnerable, little copper toes peering out, the silver nail polish shining and just starting to chip. Her shirt had rucked up, just a little and her skirt was low on her hips. The small of her back invited my tongue. I shuddered at the sight of a dimple above one hip.
Her arms covered her breasts and her face was buried in the book, but oh God, just her back was making me crazy.
When she looked up and smiled at me, I melted.
“Nice shower, sweetheart?” she asked.
I smiled and shook my head in a dazed sort of way. “Yeah, but now I want to get all sweaty again.”
So, those of you who read "Rewriting Old Songs" in Sappho's Chest (yes, all six of you!), speak up!
Where do you want to see my Driver and her Cherokee Girlfriend go?
What do you want in the way of story line?
Everything I try keeps going paranormal, and that's SO not the point. Ergo, no zombie dock-workers, centaur dock-bosses, or getting nabbed by vampires while doing hand-unloads.
Has to be contemporary, no supernatural elements.
Even plot generators aren't helping.
I have no idea how to work llamas in, as one suggested.
One random idea:
Alice picked up to a very angry Yolanda. Alice calmly assured her that most venomous koalas turn red before mating, yet venomous koalas usually surreptitiously cringe *after* mating. She had no idea what that meant; she was only concerned with distracting Yolanda. Why was Alice trying to distract Yolanda? Because she had snuck out from Yolanda's with the home only nine days prior. It was a sassy little home... how could she resist?
It didn't take long before Yolanda got back to the subject at hand: her home. Alice cringed. Relunctantly, Alice invited her over, assuring her they'd find the home. Yolanda grabbed her time machine and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, Alice realized that she was in trouble. She had to find a place to hide the home and she had to do it thoughtfully. She figured that if Yolanda took the tricycle, she had take at least ten minutes before Yolanda would get there. But if she took the Kenworth? Then Alice would be excessively screwed.
On the serious side:
All I can come up with is that Alice wants to settle down and is tired of living in a truck with only a post-office box as her home. It'd be good conflict, but I'm not sure I can sustain it for 16 pages.
I have the ladies in hand, have since Sappho's Chest. Yolanda is an owner-operator and Alice is a former waitress.
And while I have them, I have NO IDEA what to do with them.
Here's what I have:
Alice doesn't always know what she does to me, I realized as I climbed back into the cab. She was sitting on the bunk, reading.
But it was the way she was sitting that got me. Her bare feet were tucked up under her, the soles visible and vulnerable, little copper toes peering out, the silver nail polish shining and just starting to chip. Her shirt had rucked up, just a little and her skirt was low on her hips. The small of her back invited my tongue. I shuddered at the sight of a dimple above one hip.
Her arms covered her breasts and her face was buried in the book, but oh God, just her back was making me crazy.
When she looked up and smiled at me, I melted.
“Nice shower, sweetheart?” she asked.
I smiled and shook my head in a dazed sort of way. “Yeah, but now I want to get all sweaty again.”
So, those of you who read "Rewriting Old Songs" in Sappho's Chest (yes, all six of you!), speak up!
Where do you want to see my Driver and her Cherokee Girlfriend go?
What do you want in the way of story line?
Everything I try keeps going paranormal, and that's SO not the point. Ergo, no zombie dock-workers, centaur dock-bosses, or getting nabbed by vampires while doing hand-unloads.
Has to be contemporary, no supernatural elements.
Even plot generators aren't helping.
I have no idea how to work llamas in, as one suggested.
One random idea:
Alice picked up to a very angry Yolanda. Alice calmly assured her that most venomous koalas turn red before mating, yet venomous koalas usually surreptitiously cringe *after* mating. She had no idea what that meant; she was only concerned with distracting Yolanda. Why was Alice trying to distract Yolanda? Because she had snuck out from Yolanda's with the home only nine days prior. It was a sassy little home... how could she resist?
It didn't take long before Yolanda got back to the subject at hand: her home. Alice cringed. Relunctantly, Alice invited her over, assuring her they'd find the home. Yolanda grabbed her time machine and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, Alice realized that she was in trouble. She had to find a place to hide the home and she had to do it thoughtfully. She figured that if Yolanda took the tricycle, she had take at least ten minutes before Yolanda would get there. But if she took the Kenworth? Then Alice would be excessively screwed.
On the serious side:
All I can come up with is that Alice wants to settle down and is tired of living in a truck with only a post-office box as her home. It'd be good conflict, but I'm not sure I can sustain it for 16 pages.
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Re: Could You
Date: 2008-06-16 05:09 pm (UTC)I firmly believe everyone has a need to work, somehow. Maybe this is when hers manifests?