I've had a pretty exhausting week and am feeling pretty fragile today. I've managed about 275 words, to which I may or may not return and add more. Here is a little snippet:
Glen stopped half a second after I did, crashing out a vague resolving chord. 'Phyl, that would have been perfect – if you were a robot. Technically, you're much better than you realise, but you need to get the character into it.'
'I'm trying,' I said, miserably.
'Really? From where I'm sitting, it sounds like you're going for angelic choirboy, not hormonal teenage boy. The name's meant to be ironic...'
At this point he shut up, because I burst into tears. This is not something that usually happens in my singing lessons, so it threw him. He dealt with it fairly well, all things considered, passing me a box of tissues and waiting until I'd subsided to the occasional sniff before apologising.
'I'm sorry, Phyl. That was a bit harsh.'
I shook my head and took another tissue. 'Not your fault. I just can't deal with hormonal teenage boys at the moment.'
And I love the snippet you've posted - the way in which Phy's trouble with her singing lessons comes to reveal her emotional state. So, what's going on with the hormonal teenage boys in her life?
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Glen stopped half a second after I did, crashing out a vague resolving chord. 'Phyl, that would have been perfect – if you were a robot. Technically, you're much better than you realise, but you need to get the character into it.'
'I'm trying,' I said, miserably.
'Really? From where I'm sitting, it sounds like you're going for angelic choirboy, not hormonal teenage boy. The name's meant to be ironic...'
At this point he shut up, because I burst into tears. This is not something that usually happens in my singing lessons, so it threw him. He dealt with it fairly well, all things considered, passing me a box of tissues and waiting until I'd subsided to the occasional sniff before apologising.
'I'm sorry, Phyl. That was a bit harsh.'
I shook my head and took another tissue. 'Not your fault. I just can't deal with hormonal teenage boys at the moment.'
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And I love the snippet you've posted - the way in which Phy's trouble with her singing lessons comes to reveal her emotional state. So, what's going on with the hormonal teenage boys in her life?
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It's one boy in particular - though as I haven't actually written that bit yet he may show up in a future snippet!
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I'm sorry you had a bad week--but this is a very good snippet!
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Get better, soon!
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Poor Phyl, trying to cover up distress while doing something as expressive as singing would be extremely difficult. Small wonder she sounded robotic.