Here’s another excerpt from my writing that is quite different in tone from the excerpt I posted earlier. I’m not sure how — and if — the two elements can come together successfully, and that will be one of the challenges starting in December. I’m also trying to write a little about homelessness and that part is very difficult because I don’t want to come across either as a poser or as preachy. I haven’t found the right tone, if that’s the appropriate term, for that part of the story yet and that’s what I’m grappling with now.
Of course, the largest element of my writing is the incredibly boring and banal rambling sections that go on for miles and miles. I’m gonna try to keep them to myself and then just put them out of their misery and my word count once I start editing.
“What’s the story on Roy? He seems like an odd traveling companion.” Becca kept her eyes straight ahead on the road.
“Oh, Roy.” Libby sighed before continuing. “Buddy and I were on a back road somewhere a while ago and he’d stopped to take a pee. When he was getting back in his truck he saw this snake sunning himself along the shoulder and he told me to watch, he was gonna run over the poor thing. Well, I ran and got to that snake before Buddy did and just grabbed him up off the road. Buddy was furious!
“But it turns out that Buddy is also afraid of snakes and so I told him I’d sic the snake on him if he didn’t watch out. I could have sworn Roy knew exactly what was going on right then and there. He relaxed with me right away, but I’ll tell you – Buddy got anywhere near him and he’d rear up and show him fangs. Made Buddy nearly piss in his pants when he saw that; the only time I ever saw Buddy scared was when Roy looked at him.
“I think Roy and I are kind of kindred spirits now, you know what I mean? I was able to save him from Buddy and in some small way, he was able to help save me from Buddy. I’d never have been able to get away from Buddy that morning I saw you at the store if Roy hadn’t lunged for Buddy.”
Becca said a silent prayer of gratitude that she’d let Libby bring Roy with her. Who knew?