"I'm ashamed of my son for humiliating the family so much in front of this woman who's already snubbing us," and "My life is going to be so hard now, and here's Lucy getting her life made easy through marriage to a rich and handsome man." With even a small side of, "I meant to do such a good deed by finding Lucy some curate or gentleman farmer to marry, and here she manages to snag the most eligible bachelor in Gloucestershire all by herself! So now I feel useless as well as snubbed, ashamed, and bankrupt."
Yes and yes and yes. If I an help with the getting-across bit, suggestions, let me know; it's a thing I do well.
Bedtime for me too. Reeling with the tired.
So, how does this drabble thing work?
Zenkitty, check out Teppy's rules:
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I fear LiveJournal. Even now, I'd spend all my free time at the computer not writing my novel
(clutches herself in giddy glee over actually having a novel in progress to be not-writing)
and if I get into LJ, I fear I'll never do anything else.
Alas. So can I join?
Zen, yes, and you don't need to have anything to do with livejournal to do the drabbles. I just lnked you there because that's were the rules are listed.
We post the drabbles here. And Teppy announces the category every Monday.
Excellent! And since this is the last day for it, I'd like to contribute a drabble:
The End
If I had known how it would end, I would have stopped her.
But that’s not true. I did know, and I couldn’t have stopped her.
She didn’t say goodbye, or even look at me, as I helped her into the car. Standing alone in the empty yard after they left, feeling the world fall away under my feet, I knew: she wasn’t coming back.
It was far too late to change the ending. The inevitable was heavy around me, her death inescapable, and there was nothing to do but wait for night, and the ringing phone.
If I an help with the getting-across bit, suggestions, let me know; it's a thing I do well.
This is definitely helping, and I think I might even have an idea for how to do it.
Good one, Zenkitty. I love the last sentence.
Susam, excellent.
Damn, Zenkitty. That's another potent one.
Thanks! I'm liking this 100-word limit thing. Forces me to be concise, which I am usually not.
My view of the drabble as a damned near perfect tool to force precision of language has been stated, and stated, and then stated some more. When I was having difficulty making a choice about which direction a critical scene in "Matty Groves" should go, Nic said, drabble it.
Made it clear and perfect.
