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Weekend Writing Warriors 5/5 #8sunday

I’m participating in the May Story a Day challenge (write a story a day), and while looking through some half-written stories to work on this month I found this novella, “The Secretary,” about a girl who develops an unhealthy fascination with her boss.

In this scene, it’s her first day of work at a huge firm. She’s running late, and so of course she gets bumped, drops her purse, and loses its contents all over the place. A handsome stranger helps her pick things up.

“Is this yours?” he repeated, smiling at me. His teeth were white and even. Of course, a gorgeous smile for a gorgeous guy. I looked at his hands and turned beet red, I’m sure. He was holding the book I’d been reading on the subway, a trashy bodice-ripping romance novel. Why couldn’t I have grabbed Hemingway, Joyce, something that made me look smarter?

“Um, yeah, that’s mine,” I said as I took it from him. “It’s, uh, for a friend.”

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10 Comments

  1. I’m wondering if he’s her new boss? That would be embarrassing then, especially if the book had one of those tacky, Fabio style covers. Great beginning to a story.

  2. LMAO, I love this. I totally sympathize with her. Who hasn’t been caught with their romance novel in a public place and been embarrassed haha. Great job!

  3. Funny in a chick-lit style. Good eight.

  4. Enjoyed the snippet – great description via actions – and I love her lame excuse at the end — so transparent! (and I do bet this handsome hunk is her boss). Nicely done!

  5. Oh as if he’s going to believe the “for a friend” line LOL. Fun excerpt!

  6. Nice try on the line honey. That was very realistic. :) Who hasn’t had one of those moments, right? Nicely done!

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  7. *laff* Oh, we shy ones do that! Great snippet, ED. I love how real your characters are. You’ve got a talent for that.

  8. Oh, that was a good one. Cute and funny. I actually snorted at the last line.

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