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"We were chickens in a barrel down here.” “Fish.” The word escaped before she could stop it. Both men turned to stare at her and she flushed. “The saying is fish in a barrel, Mr. Bellinger. Chickens would be on a fence, I believe.” “Fish in a barrel. Chickens on a fence. Ducks in a row.” Walter turned his glare back to the other man. “I don’t give a damn what you call it, I didn’t like it.” Ok, so it was just a bit of fun out of the chapter I deleted and my daughter made me put it back in. I agree with her. It fits the story at that point but why does everything I write have to have those tongue in cheek, sarcastic dialogue moments? I know I'm sarcastic by nature. I even have a sweat shirt with a donkey on it that reads "I'm a smart one" (I believe in truth in advertising, lol). But I can't even kill anyone these days (literarily speaking of course) without some smart elec comment made and/or expected. Hades was like that. I never knew what was going to come out of Hercules' mouth. At the time, it was fun. But Walter is more fumbling than that. He's the ultimate Nerd. And I get to make him sexy? Ok, so I personally think smart is sexy but the rest of the world seems to want muscles and domination. I prefer the smart guy to the bossy, overbearing man. How do I blend the two? I can give Walt a work out routine but I will never be able to make him smooth. Manipulative, not dominating. Whimper... A touch of fantasy... https://www.deborahmcnemar.webs.com |