Cramped Fingers
I spent my entire writing time yesterday on a three-page chapter. Short. Yes. Too short? I liked the way it turned out, even though it took me forever to write. Jazzi had agreed to meet Melody (Janis’s fellow co-worker and best friend) at Janis’s funeral. Melody dreaded finding herself, standing alone, at the back of the room, while everyone else mixed and mingled. Jazzi didn’t want to go but felt sorry for her.
When Jazzi got there, there were hardly any other attendees. Janis’s father, mother, brother, and sister stood in the receiving line, along with Janis’s wanna be boyfriend. None of them looked welcoming, and they weren’t fond of Jazzi, so she ignored them and went to stand with Melody–standing at the back of the room by herself. Eric, who lived in one of the condos Jazzi, Ansel, and Jerod had converted and who’d worked with Janis, stood in a small group of women from the office who came to pay their respects..
The women had tried to befriend Melody after Janis died, but she was having none of it. Some people are almost impossible to help. Melody was one of them.
I tried to add a few surprises to the funeral scene, and I liked what I came up with. It was a tricky chapter for me to write. I wanted each main character to display his or her true personality in some way. And I tried to add a few surprises to the scene. All in all, I liked what I came up with. It was a tricky chapter for me to write. Two of my friends would have popped it out in an hour or two, but my brain doesn’t work like that. When I finished the scene, and everyone was leaving to go home, I didn’t want to add more to it and dilute it. I hope it works. I’m a reader at my writers’ group tomorrow, and they’ll let me know. They keep me honest.


