Wednesday, June 14, 2017

#WIPpet Wednesday - To Be Sure (Big Molehills) #amwriting #lgbtqia



WIPpet numbers for 14th June, 2017:

14 - 6 = 8 paragraphs
(+/-10%, rounded to whole numbers… ;)
Yes, OK, there are 9 paragraphs)

from To Be Sure

WIPpet Context:
Another snippet from To Be Sure, which continues directly from previous snippet. This is from the first chapter of my story for ‘SAGA’ (title TBC): an anthology of stories featuring older LGBT+ characters (out later this year, from Beaten Track Publishing). The whippet is Al Stewart’s fault—he and co-author Claire Davis also have a story in the anthology. :)

The main character of To Be Sure is Saorla (seer-la) Tierney, a seventy-year-old woman from Derry in the North of Ireland. For readers of the Hiding Behind The Couch series, she’s Sean’s mum. Finn is Sean’s older brother. In last week’s snippet, Sean was surprised to discover Finn had accepted his christening invitation.


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“Are he and Erin back together?”

“Your guess is as good as mine. Maybe you could ask him yourself when you call him about his room requirements.” She forged on so Sean couldn’t protest. “Right, darlin’, I’m going for real this time. I need to get—” she switched out ‘Finn’s tea on’ for “—the washing in before it starts raining. When should I expect those plane tickets?” She’d insisted on paying for them, but Sean was better with online things than she was. Next would be the infernal back and forth with him trying to return the money she’d transferred to his account.

“How’s Finn getting here?” he asked.

“He’s taking the ferry.”

“Oh, right. Well, I made last post yesterday, so they should arrive tomorrow.”

“I’ll keep an eye out, then. Love to you and Sophie, and my little man.”

“Love you, Mum. Bye now.”

“Bye.” Saorla checked the call had disconnected and put her phone back in her bag, but the conversation continued to play on her mind as she peeled the potatoes and set them in a pan to boil. Living in England had put some funny ideas in Sean’s head, for sure, but he’d never been so brazen before. Or maybe she was making mountains out of molehills. She’d have called Aileen to see what she thought, but Finn would be home anytime now.

He’d left for the clinic first thing, and he should’ve been back a few hours since. Pub or betting office was where he’d be, until his belly drove him home. That was how it had always been, and would no doubt remain so for the rest of Saorla’s days, in spite of Finn having his own place. It was rare for him to spend a night there, but not that surprising; he knew which side his bread was buttered, besides which, thirty years divorced—and before that left to bring up her sons single-handed—Saorla understood the loneliness well enough.
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What is WIPpet Wednesday?

WIPpet Wednesday is a blog hop where authors share from their current works in progress - expertly organised/hosted by Emily Witt - and the excerpt has to relate to the date in some way. For links to other fabulous authors' WIPpets, visit: http://www.inlinkz.com/wpview.php?id=355404


Thanks for reading
Deb x

6 comments:

  1. There is no taking off the "mom hat," is there? We'll always take care of them, until we can't. Ah, I love this snippet.

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    1. No, there isn't - didn't mention that in the pre-parenting agreement. Oh, wait... ;)

      Thanks. :)

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  2. I really like that you have a 70-year-old main POV character. It's a bit of a change from what normally crosses my path.

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    1. Thanks, Emily. It is a bit of a change, eh? :)

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  3. Wow, I like this.

    Also, Irish people in England, just like my story.

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    1. Thank you. :) Great minds!

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