Weekend Writing Warriors: Anti -Cupids (Giving Him the Raspberry)

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Introducing David the Codependent Groom, ladies and gentlemen, who is perhaps understandably confused at being asked, by Viv, for his own personal opinion about which cake flavor he likes best:

English: Raspberries Français : Framboises Deu...

“I don’t mind raspberries, if that’s what you want,” David said quickly.

“You hate raspberries,” said Jack, because enough was enough. “Remember the time the kid at YumGurt accidentally gave you a raspberry smoothie instead of strawberry?”

“Tossed his cookies?” Viv asked.

“And his shoes.”

“I only have to take one bite,” said David, looking more than willing to choke down a bushel if Kirsten said the word. “I’ll live.”

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This was a fun scene to write—finding out that I’m not too sophisticated for bodily function humor has been artistically freeing in so many ways . . .

If any of you dropped by on Monday (go have a look, there’s a cool periodical chart of storytelling elements), I’ve decided to forge ahead with that unofficial half-Nano this month, which breaks down in 807 word a day, more or less, and adds up to a bit more family time than I managed last year.  Plus, I’d kind of like to avoid scribbling words on a damp legal pad  with one hand, while the other gropes inside a barely-thawed turkey for the half-frozen giblet-bag.

I mean, dedication is swell, but the swelling sort of went down after that.

Must’ve been the cold . . .

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42 thoughts on “Weekend Writing Warriors: Anti -Cupids (Giving Him the Raspberry)

  1. My husband is highly allergic to strawberries, so I shudder at the risk David is willing to take on the raspberries to impress this gal…

    • I agree, Michelle—and so is his bride. I’m hoping their trainwreck will fuel the last half of the book. 😉

      And thanks—good luck on your Nano!

  2. Poor David, sounds like he’s concerned by his chances of surviving until he has to take that one bite of cake. I hope he makes it.

    It’s wrong that I hope he ends up tossing raspberry-flavored cookies during the reception, isn’t it? 😀

    • He’s more concerned with giving Kirsten what she says she wants than his own comfort. Some people have odd ideas of love. . .

      And yes, Charley, totally wrong, shame on you! 😀

  3. Poor Doormat Dave, this marriage is not going to go well for him, is it? Run, David, run!

    It’s kind of sweet he’s willing to compromise, but she should compromise a little, too.

  4. Oh, man, please tell me he finds some cojones in the second half of the book! (BTW, great characterization with just a few lines!)

  5. Oh wow…if he’s willing ot hide that, then there is something up. I can understanding wanting something over, but not at the cost of throwing up at my own reception.

  6. Love the idea for this book, as I’ve told you, and double-love this scene!

    I haven’t had any time for reading the past couple of weeks, but I printed out what you sent me and am taking it to read for my seven days AT THE BEACH (yay) next week. In fact, if you’ve finished more since you emailed that, send it all!!

  7. What can I say that everyone hasn’t said before me. Yes, I agree small indecisions grow into larger ones. Conflict is what stories are all about. Begin with a raspbery and it might grow into a mountain. Good eight!

  8. On one hand I agree with the others, on him not being able to speak his mind on the cake now is an omen of how the future may go. But considering his bride to be’s track record with the wedding so far, I’m with David on this one. I don’t give a rats ass about the damn cake, what ever gets this over with and done as soon as possible, I’m all for! 🙂
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