For the above drabble, I took a first line writing prompt from a list of ideas I found online, tweaked it a little to suit my use, and then, decided to play with a couple of characters I know I’m going to be writing about soon.
I need to start doing more playing with them — putting them in possible scenarios and seeing how they interact. It helps me get a feel for who they are and how their story is going to play out when I do finally get to start writing their story.
If you remember from the end of Don’t Tell My Heart It Can Heal, Ava is a romance writer who has a crush on Eddie. They are the two characters in this drabble, which actually ended up being a few words over one hundred. But hey, Ava’s a writer, and we can sometimes get a bit wordy. LOL
Here’s a look at an interaction between Eddie (Edmund) and Ava in the “A Step Towards New Beginnings” at the end of Don’t Tell My Heart:
Edmund poked his head into the computer room. “The front door is locked, so you’re all going to have to go out the back door, and I’m turning off the lights in five minutes.”
Ava closed her notebook. “We just need a name for our book club, but I guess we can message each other with ideas for that.”
The others agreed and everyone stood to leave. Ava clicked her messenger bag closed and put the strap over her head.
“What kind of books are you going to read for your book club?” Eddie asked Trish.
“The kind you don’t like,” she teased.
Edmund shook his head. “Romances?”
“Yes, but there might be other books as well,” Lacey said. “It’s a read what you want book club.”
Edmund’s eyebrows rose at that. “How can you discuss a book if not everyone is reading it?”
“How do people leave reviews on retailer sites or Bookbub? Our club will work the same. You pick a book. You read a book. You tell us if you liked it or not and why. And then, we get to ask questions if we want.”
“Sounds interesting but not very much like an academic exercise.”
“Reading doesn’t have to be an academic exercise. In fact, I’d say it is best when it is not done for academic purposes.” Ava now stood in front of the fellow she had been admiring from afar for two months. He was even better looking up close, where you could see the flecks of gold in his eyes. “And I would add that people who think all reading must be academic have a rather remarkable tendency to be snobs.”
“I am not a snob. I just like to delve deeply into complex stories.”
“Ah, and a romance cannot be complex.” She swore she saw him lift his chin.
“I didn’t say that.”
