"God, no."

Exercise #18: "God, no."
One character asks another a question, and he (or she) answers, "God, no." What was the question? Describe the 2 characters. Where are they sitting / standing? What are their tones of voice? Is there any body language (e.g. hand rakes hair; hand covers mouth, crosses leg; folds arms)? Continue writing this scene.

"So," said Connie, combing her bleach blonde hair. "Are you planning on going to the party tomorrow night?"

"God, no," Melanie answered.

"But Joey is going to be there!"

"So?" It had been weeks since she had even thought about Joey. "Who cares?"

"Oh, you liar," Connie said, rolling her eyes. "You know you still want him."

"No," Melanie said, matter-of-factly. "I don't."

"So you're telling me that your notebook - the English one, you know, the one with all of the 'I love Joey, Melanie & Joey forever' business - isn't what it looks like?"

Melanie hadn't known that she had seen that.

"No," she sighed. "It is what it looks like. But that was forever ago. I mean, I've moved on."

"When a girl moves on, she throws away the memories of her love to rid herself of the pain." Connie had the most distraught look on her face, and Melanie couldn't help but laugh.

"You're ridiculous," she said.


Ok. It's been a couple of days, and, while I still feel kind of icky, I feel somewhat better. No fever since late last night (around 1-2am) which is good. My boyfriend made me gargle with peroxide (Well, he didn't make me, but I most definitely didn't want to do it. Ew.), so my throat feels a lot better than it did yesterday (He would be right, the jerk.).

You know, I didn't have allergies for most of my life. I lived in Nashville (allergy central) from the time I was 5 until I was 18 and ne'er a sniffle was to be seen unless I was honest-to-God sick with a cold or something. All of that changed, however, when I moved to New York. Well, actually, it changed when I moved from New York back to Nashville. All of a sudden, I had allergies. Year round. WTF??? I'm still dealing with them and trying to figure out how to manage them. Needless to say, sinus infections SUCK. If I could actually do the nasal irrigation thing, I'd be up for that, but I simply cannot do it. I can't have liquid squishing around in my nasal passages and running down my throat. It's too disgusting. Yuck.

Ok. I'm off.

Peace and see you tomorrow.


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