Yes, I tied the title into a character, and I will share just a bit of the partial scene (753 more words) that came out when I planned to merely write a note to write the scene later. Don’t you love writing fiction?
It was on a Friday afternoon in late August that he heard his mom ask, well, let me rephrase that, she didn’t ask, she spat out the words in a loud voice, one filled with anger, “Why don’t washing machines beep?” Then she broke down in tears.
Marcus couldn’t tell her why. He didn’t know, but he knew Francis’s or Jake’s dad would know, so he did what any young boy would do to help his mom, he said, “Don’t cry, Mommy, I will ask John of Jake why they don’t beep. Their dad’s will know!” And he ran for the front door. Too excited he could find out for her and stop her crying to think about not having a dad to ask or that the real reason she was so angry and upset was….
(You really didn’t think I was going to tell you, did you?)
My Mom’s washing machine beeps. I wish it would stop sometimes.
TCs last blog post..BlogSecret 2008
P.S. I do love writing fiction. And I miss it.
TCs last blog post..BlogSecret 2008