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I am writing a piece of fiction and am stuck in one part. Most of the story I got going but this part at the beginning has me pulling out my hair. The hereon is in a bar and the hero has just bought her a drink. It is how the conversation goes from there that is rough. The story is more in the guys point of view. It is just hard to figure out how he should continue. I have asked my husband but he's not sure he wants to get involved with this. So I get to set here and put my hair out!
jrandom421
(1,005 posts)"Suddenly a shot rang out! A woman screamed. A pirate ship appeared on the horizon."
It worked fine for Snoopy.
Lady Freedom Returns
(14,120 posts)He asked her what she drank, she answered," Tequila, strait, no lime, no salt."
rug
(82,333 posts)"The hell you will."
"Three?"
"You could inject ecstasy directly into my veins and you're still going nowhere."
Major Nikon
(36,827 posts)it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way- in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.
Lady Freedom Returns
(14,120 posts)At last, I know it is taken. It is taken for a far,far better story.
Major Nikon
(36,827 posts)It's all good.
WillParkinson
(16,862 posts)How such a beautiful woman would be alone. He took a deep breath and asked the bartender what she was drinking. He ordered one and asked it to be delivered to her with his compliments.
The bartender placed the drink in front of the woman and pointed to him. He smiled. She returned the smile, a dazzling, radiant expression on her face. He was instantly smitten. He was surprised when she got up and walked over to him.
"Thank you for the drink," she said, eyes twinkling in the soft lighting of the bar.
"My pleasure. I have to admit, I was surprised to see you sitting alone. I waited for a bit, I didn't want to send over a drink and have your...boyfriend or husband show up. That could have been...messy. My name is Hero."
He offered his hand. She reached out with long, delicate fingers and touched him gently. He felt the electricity, like a static shock, flow through him.
"I'm Heroine. It's a pleasure to meet you. And there is no boyfriend or husband. Just me."
"I see. Then would you be averse to having dinner with me tonight? There's a great place just down the street. They serve some fantastic Italian dishes."
"I love Italian food. And I think I'd like to join you. Thanks."
He offered his arm and was delighted when she took it.
"Such a gentleman," she said with a smile, "Please, lead on."
OmahaBlueDog
(10,000 posts)..then he explains in a montage what their life was like in Paris, before the war.
...then he buys her a drink
... then they have their "rough conversation." "Yes, it's very pretty. I heard a story once - as a matter of fact, I've heard a lot of stories in my time. They went along with the sound of a tinny piano playing in the parlor downstairs. "Mister, I met a man once when I was a kid," it always began...Well, I guess neither one of our stories is very funny. Tell me, who was it you left me for? Was it Lazlo, or were there others in between or... aren't you the kind that tells? "
(then there is a pause in the writing as you have restorative therapy for the hair you've pulled out)
...then, your protagonist can start the story like this: "The trunk of the car looked like a mobile police narcotics lab. We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a salt shaker half full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers . . . and also a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of Budweiser, a pint of raw ether and two dozen amyls . . . Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get locked into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge. And I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon."
lunatica
(53,410 posts)she downed the tequila in one smooth motion. He expected her body to react with a shudder from the shock of the strong alcohol, but to his surprise she didn't grimace even slightly. She was a better man than he. He regretted ordering a shot of tequila for himself....
Chan790
(20,176 posts)I used to live in NYC, working as a fiction writer, screenwriter and script-doctor. When I'm stuck in a dialogue scene or dialogue-driven prose-narrative, I role-play it out with friends.
I don't tell them what to say or do or how to play it out, I don't even tell them where I need to the scene to get me to. I only tell them who their characters are, in-synopsis. Generally, as a participant, I can steer it somewhat to get it to be what I need; part of it actually is that sometimes through the exercise, I realize that it needs to go somewhere else from where I initially intended it to go.
I have a lot of actor friends but this can be done with anybody. It can be done with strangers too who don't know that they playing, I've gone out to bars and role-played my scene to figure out how real people would react to the scenario.
I don't do this one or two times, I do it 10 or 15 times with different people. I take notes. I synthesize the conversations to get the flow, feel and narrative I want.
(On an aside, I'm thinking about hanging out a shingle and teaching creative writing workshops. If this advice works for you, let me know. If not, let me know. I appreciate the feedback b/c it allows me to dial-in on a "best curricula."
SEMOVoter
(202 posts)I like to walk away from these kinds of problems because it messes with my outlook. Who needs imaginary people fouling the day with their obstinance? When characters refuse to perk up and tell me what to write, they get ignored for a while.
Sometimes a character isn't mature (developed) enough to tell me what they need from a situation. Other times I'm not interested enough to listen. These are my own personal observations that rarely share with others, because the statutes for involuntary mental assessments are pretty lax in my state.
Make a cheese dip, give a pet a bath, have red hot monkey love in the afternoon with your sweetie. Don't pull your hair out, people will talk and hairpieces are expensive.
Sometimes I'll let a lifeless character write a blog post on an unrelated subject to try and find out what's wrong with him or her. If he won't interact with other characters or has issues, I fire him from the story and let someone else take the reins of action. Sometimes the character just isn't prepared enough for a scene and will work more smoothly a little later in the story.
Hope this helps. Keep smiling while you write, this is supposed to be fun!
jrandom421
(1,005 posts)Great artists steal"
Pablo Picasso
Lady Freedom Returns
(14,120 posts)Makes you wonder about some of his work.
lunatica
(53,410 posts)not copying. LOL!
felix_numinous
(5,198 posts)and do some people watching--the story could write itself The smells, the sounds and the dramas may inspire some more stuff....just an idea.
Good Luck Lady Freedom Returns!!
Lady Freedom Returns
(14,120 posts)I have everything put together save for this first meeting. He is a smooth operator but he can't seem to get past the asking if she wants a drink. I wanted her to blow him away but not right at the start, not like this. I think I have made her to much his match.
Lady Freedom Returns
(14,120 posts)I even met my husband in a bar. Thats why I thought it would be the best place for me have them meet. But as I said, I think I made her to equal to my hero.
Major Nikon
(36,827 posts)All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy
Lady Freedom Returns
(14,120 posts)I just need to get over this little speed bump.
Major Nikon
(36,827 posts)Believe it or not.
RedCloud
(9,230 posts)"why the long face...?"