The assignment is to write dialog
without any tags (he said, she said), without adjectives, adverbs—just dialog.
The first 9 lines are from the
memoir. The rest is might logically have happened in a similar situation.
Is
Kevin still here?
Yeah,
he’s downstairs.
How
long is he staying?
Good
question. I said he could crash in my
room last night, but didn’t say anything about tonight. I’m actually not sure what he intends to do.
Well,
before he leaves, I’d like to talk to him. This afternoon, we went for a walk
and by the time we got back, I guess we were having an argument, but I didn’t
really know what we were arguing about.
You
couldn’t figure follow his logic?
Yeah,
that’s it exactly. I couldn’t understand what was going on.
I’ve
had those kind of arguments with him.
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Really?
What happened?
Well,
I asked him if he wanted to go to a dinner with me this evening. At first, he
said he would, but when it got right down to it, he said some crap about not
wanting to take up my time.
Why?
I’d
been working all day, and still am, and when I came down, he assumed for some
stupid reason that he was interrupting or something. I had to eat anyway, and I
arranged my day so we could leisurely walk downtown.
Yeah.
He
says he doesn’t want to push himself into it, and I try to assure him that he
is not, but he still has this idea that he is.
That
sounds strange.
That’s
what I thought, and I was getting a little agitated. He starts telling me to
calm down and talk to me like I’m the
crazy one, and that gets me going to the point where I really am a bit crazy. Anyway, I left, he
stayed, and when I got back I didn’t want to talk about it. Hopefully, it’s
blown over.
It
may have blown over, but if these things happen often, they can begin to bother
you.
I
s’pose so.
No,
really, there have been studies that show that when people push stuff under the
rug, it will come back to bite them in the ass in other ways.
Well,
if he keeps this kind of shit up, we may not need to worry about it. What
happened with you guys?
We were having a pretty good time.
Then I introduced him to Jeff. They seemed to get along like a house on fire
and I was kind of standing by the side. I felt like a third wheel.
That sucks.
Yeah, and they are chatting and
joking and making food and everything. I’m not very confident, so I was feeling
left out.
I hate it when that happens.
It was like I introduced Kevin to
Jeff and they left me by the wayside.
They didn’t include you in their
merrymaking?
Not at all…and it really hurt…
You are a great girl. Come on now, there’s
no need for that. Come here.
Thanks…I love to have my hair
stroked.
How’s this?
Oh, nice.
…
Is your room open?
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