It is WIPpet Wednesday. Many thanks to Emily Witt, who initiated this wonderful WIPpet gathering. I am still working out of boxes, but the boxes are fewer than before, and I am not complaining. I am elated. Just hooked up my hp wireless printer, successfully.
So, here goes for today:
- What have I read?
Fiction Writing Modes, Eleven Essential Toos for Bringing Your Story to Life, by Mike Klassen, and A French Girl On The Prairie by Fred Pirat.
What am I reading?
Still reading PEAK: Secrets From The New Science Of Expertise by Anders Ericsson and Robert Pool, How To Become A Writer by Barbara Baig, and I Was Right On Time, My Journey from the Negro Leagues to the Majors, Buck O’Neil with Steve Wulf and David Conrad.
- What do I plan to read next?
My GRL by John Howell, The Violin Man’s Legacy by Seumas Gallacher and Flash 40 Life’s Moments by Janelle Jalbert, The Last Coach by Allen Barra, and My Personal Best by John Wooden with Steve Jamison.
My Snippet is composed of 17 paragraphs, give or take, minus 2.
Background and summary: Phoebe is in Daniel’s office, reporting to her new workplace and they are having a discussion. Daniel wanted to know if he could help and Phoebe turned him down because she knows the questions will come when she gets home in the evening, and the shock has worn off. Daniel makes a famous statement that she can’t deal with at the moment.
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“If you need me, don’t hesitate to ask me, Phoebe.”
“Okay. Change of subject. Is it necessary for me to work in the suite?”
“You're the project leader, and I want you here. That’s the way it’s done by us. Why?”
“Because I think I can do it from my office on the third floor.”
“You’ll be working close to me to Maria and me. Confidential information will be tossed back and forth between us, words spoken that no one needs to hear but us. I’d prefer that you worked from the suite. That’s why we have that extra office across from mine.”
“Point taken,” Phoebe said as Maria opened the door and looked at her.
“You have a phone call from home," Maria said to Phoebe.
"Place the call here, Maria," Daniel said before Phoebe could move to go to Maria's desk.
When the call came through, Phoebe answered it not quite sure how Daniel would take her receiving family calls at work.
“Hello,” she said as she heard the voice on the other end.
“Phoebe, don’t forget you have to be home by three for my soccer game.”
“I know Quad 1. I promised to be there, and I’ll be there.”
“If I score, can we go to the Italian ice cream parlor on Beethoven Street?”
“It’s your first game, Quad 1.”
“Please, Phoebe.”
“All right. After soccer, we’ll go to the ice cream parlor. Now, may I go back to work."
"See you at four. Love you, Phoebe," Quad 1 said on the phone.
Love you too, sweetie. Bye bye. “
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That's all, folks. Be safe.
Shalom aleichem,
Pat Garcia