I wrote some things! Fanfiction things. Yay!
OK, I said I’d post some story for you tonight, but I don’t have anything actually short, so I’m going to split up some of that first story I wrote for NaNo. It’s… not been edited
much at all, so this may be a mistake, but here you go. Oh, and it doesn’t actually have a title so it’s named for the POV character. So… yeah. Enjoy some raw material! I think it’s pretty much rule one of being an author that you don’t show anyone a first draft of anything, but I’ve always been pretty bad at rules. Let me know what you think! (Or not…)
Total written today: 421 words.
November total so far: 19530 words.
2015 total so far: 258134 words.
Talk to you tomorrow!
Kate’s Story (Part 1)
by Eleanor Musgrove
“Don’t worry, dear, it’s perfectly normal to be nervous before your wedding,” Kate’s mother assured her as she fussed over her hair, “especially when you’re supposed to be marrying somebody as flighty as Olivia.”
“She’s not flighty, Mum, just because she doesn’t act exactly like you want her to.”
“I’m just saying, if she doesn’t turn up, you shouldn’t take it personally. People like her just aren’t always capable of forming attachments to people like you.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Well, just that if you will decide to marry a woman at forty years old, especially a younger woman-”
“By one year, Mum-”
“If you will decide that that’s what you want to do, then you have to expect that you might be disappointed. Are you sure she’s ready for this commitment? She did say she was surprised when you proposed-”
“She’ll be there, Mum. God, can’t you just be happy for us?”
“Well, if you’re sure this is what you want, I suppose there’s no stopping you. Goodness knows you don’t change your mind once it’s made up.”
It took Kate far too long to convince her mother that she should go on ahead and wait for her. If they hadn’t been getting ready in a hotel right next to the registry office, she probably wouldn’t have managed it at all. Still, eventually she left, off to gossip to all her friends about the shock of suddenly having a lesbian daughter, although she’d told them all the story before. As for sudden, she supposed her realisation that she liked women romantically – exclusively women – had been quite a bombshell from the blue. When she’d worked it out, aged fourteen. Even, perhaps, when she’d told her parents, years later, when she was seventeen. Now, however, her mother was acting as if the proposal was the first she’d heard of any such notion. Well, let her gossip about her sudden gay epiphany and her supposedly flighty girlfriend- fiancée- soon to be wife. Kate herself had other things to worry about.
It took a few more minutes in front of the mirror for Kate to be satisfied that her makeup was immaculate and her dress hanging perfectly from her frame. It was no long white wedding gown, just a smart dress she’d chosen as one she’d be happy to stand up in front of her family and friends in, and to go dancing in later, but she wanted it to look perfect. She straightened her hem slightly, tucked a loose strand of auburn hair behind her ear, and nodded once to her reflection. Then she picked up her purse, hitched up her skirt, and climbed out of the window.