Tuesday, March 27, 2012

03/25/12 FWC-Challenge (Give it up, Joe)

This was my response to the March 25th, 2012 Fantasy Writer's Challenge.
The week's challenge was: "Surrender.

Give it up, Joe. 

"You’ve already caught it, Joe.  Give in."

"Never."

"You will."

"I can’t.  I won’t."

"We’ll see."  I’ve been trying to convince Joe now for days.  Once you catch it, you don’t shake it.  Just can’t be done.  I told him what it was, but he’s still in denial.  It’s a virus.  An addiction.  And it doesn’t go away.

"It’s too tough.  I don’t have what it takes to do it.  I shouldn't have ever said anything about it."

"It’s going to eat you alive no matter what you do.  Might as well surrender to it."

"I can’t believe you’re saying this!  You of all people know how difficult it is."

"Hey, fighting it’s the hard part, Joe.  Giving into it’s for the best.  Trust me.  I’ve already been through it—every single stage.  I know."

"Just because you came to terms with it doesn’t mean I will.  I’m not you, okay?  I’m too old anyway."

"You’re never too old, Joe."  I can’t help but grin.  I do, however, manage to contain my snicker.  He’ll surrender.  I’ll make sure of it.

"Listen, man, I am old.  I don't want to squander what time I got left."

"And you think doing this is squandering your time?  Hogwash.  It’s growing inside you man.  Right now.  Right there in your gut!  There’s nothing you can do about it.  It’s always going to be there.  You’ll be happier if you just accept it and deal with it."

"You know I can’t stand being cooped up at home day after day.  I’ll go nuts!"

Now the snicker escapes.  "You’re already nuts, Joe.  I want you to prove it.  Prove it to me.  Prove it to the world.  Stand for something.  Anything!  You’ve got it inside of you.  It’s not going anywhere.  I can promise you that."

"No, I'd love to, man.  Really, I would.  I just don't think I can do it."

"Look, Joe.  Don’t your wife and kids deserve to hear what you have to say?  Your grandchildren?  Don’t you want to leave something behind for them?  You've got it in you, I know you do."

"I don't know how to say what I want to say.  I’m just not good with words."

"Listen, Joe.  I’m here for you.  I’ll help you any way I can.  Just write the freaking book!"



9 comments:

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    1. Spoken by one who has been bitten. :-)

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  2. This is so fun. You know it is something and you keep reading tell you finally know what it is. Great job with dialogue as well.

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    1. Glad you liked it! I tried to not play it too much, I mean, he way trying to get Joe to surrender to it... And thanks for the compliment!

      Always nice to greet a new face!

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    1. Thanks! I seldom find Clever so I usually grab with both hands and hold it hostage for as long as possible whenever I do. :)

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  4. Ha, and the whole time I thought he was going to give birth to an alien or turn into a zombie or something...wait, that's sort of what happens to those freaks that write books, isn't it?

    Nice dialog. I like how you don't use dialog tags.

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    1. Yeah, but we writers are so freaky we birth them right out of our heads. Can't even do it the normal way!

      Thanks! I'd like to say that the lack of dialog tags is intentional, but it's really more the result of me chugging out the jabber so quickly I can't stop to tag it. It's about the only part of my writing that does flow so I do my best to keep up. It's like I'm transcribing the conversation as I hear it.

      Did I just admit to hearing voices? Time to check the meds.

      Thanks again!

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    2. Zeus must have been a writer, then?

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