Short Story - I’M SORRY
For those of you who didn’t now, I HAVE A PUBLISHER NOW! Wooo-hooo! Thank you Borough’s Publishing!
They invited me to an author’s symposium this week, where we talked about writing, marketing, and did writing exercises. I really enjoyed this one.
Prompt: “Write between 250-350 words of dialogue. Don’t tell us what it’s about. Does the dialogue communicate action, intention, emotion of the moment. “
I give you: “I’m sorry.” Chock full of foul language. 💗
“The fuck’d you say?”
“Is this where I tell you to watch your language?”
“This is where you beg me to not shove my foot up your ass.”
“I’ve already had my colonoscopy this year, thank you. I’d prefer the out, not in approach for the next 365 days.”
“Ew. Just ew.”
“You brought that on yourself. Anyway, you need to say you’re sorry. Just because you’re a dick to me doesn’t mean you get to be a dick to her.”
“I wasn’t.”
“You wanna run that by me again?”
“Well…I wasn’t a huge dick.”
“Moderately sized? Respectable? We talking five inches? Wrong, my friend. You were a genuine ten-inch prick. So, prepare to suck it up and say sorry.”
“Let’s say you’re right – which would be a miracle and once in a lifetime event – but let’s say it. If I try to talk to her now, she’ll kick my testicles into my throat.”
“Well, then cough ‘em out and keep going. Let’s practice. Safe space. Put fake eyelashes on me in your mind. Pretend my lips just plumped up to sexy degrees.”
“Hey.”
“Pretend my ass just got luscious and I grew a fine set of breasts.”
“I will kill you.”
“Now, look me in the eyes. No, wait, get your ass over here, I’m not done with you. Look me in the eyes and just say words.”
“How many words?”
“Start with the magic two.”
“…I’m sorry.”
“Hm? For what? Was it when you dragged me off the dance floor or when you yelled at me in front of me friends?”
“Listen, I wouldn’t have had to do that if she didn’t – fuck! Ow! What the actual hell?”
“Try again.”
“I will haunt you when she kills me. Fine. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. I was jealous and I should have trusted you.”
“Now tell her you’ll eat her out for the next five weeks to make it up to her.”
“I will eat you out for the next five – if you hit me again, I swear to God, James.”
“Pussy. But it’s a good start.”
“You think she’ll forgive me?”
“When hell freezes over. But, you know, climate change is everywhere. Maybe you’ll get lucky.”
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We also had one one two beginning paragraphs that suck you in. I’m an idiot who loves one-sentence paragraphs, so I wrote this:
He wanted a kiss, not a kick in the face.
She felt otherwise.
They laughed. I considered it a job well done.
