Happy Wednesday! Finally fully into the swing of the new school year. Play rehearsals have started for real, and my older child is back to early morning jazz band practice. I think we’re done adding new things to the schedule. Whew!
It’s been a mildly frustrating week with a lot of things going on, including my stress over editing this novel. It’s basically done but still in pieces as I figure out how to fit it all together. Realized that in adding scenes, I’d created a huge gap in the timeline. I might have fixed it now. I hope.
On to the WIPpet. We’re sort of into spoiler territory with Nate now, so I’m going back to Izzy. He and Nate have yet to meet in person. In this scene, Izzy is lamenting how he keeps getting dragged into his ex-wife’s business despite having been divorced for a few years and not having children together. (Note: “Shomrei Sholom” means “peacekeepers.”)
WIPmath: 5 paragraphs for the 5th.
Val got up to throw away her trash. “This is why I suggested setting you up. She can’t have this power over you every time something happens with her. You’re not part of her life anymore, and she needs to wake up and realize it’s not your concern.”
“I know. Eema and Ma Rose mean well too, and I’m sure if I were involved with someone else, they would stop dragging me into it as well. I don’t want to have to go meet people with that in mind, though.”
“If this is all because you know the same people, maybe you need some new friends.” Val arched an eyebrow.
Izzy looked away. He couldn’t explain to Val the ways in which his family life was intimately tied to other members of his community, in part because of the choices his mothers made. They couldn’t go back to where they’d come from and relied on their friends and neighbors from Temple Shomrei Sholom. Maybe he was exaggerating the extent to which he was unwelcome, but he didn’t like being eyed with pity over the collapse of his union with Lynne. He’d grown up with these people, including Lynne’s family. Even though he’d blanched at the idea of an entire group of his mothers’ friends discovering his night life, he knew none of them would care or hold it against him. Judith Rivkin’s daughter married another woman, after all, and Eema’s rabbi and the rebner—his husband—had a houseful of kids and a menagerie of pets.
The realization Eema and Ma Rose’s social circle was probably talking about his alter ego amused him. He turned a huff into a chuckle. “Maybe I do need to expand my world. Should I try online dating?”
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I’m having deja vu! 😀 I love these two together, and the description of Izzy’s mothers’ friends is fab!
LOL! I really wish I had it in me to write something about Izzy’s moms. They’re a lot of fun, even if they’re not in the story much.
Maybe they’ll come prolonged visiting sometime… *crosses fingers*
Maybe they’ll grow into their own story when you’re not so occupied with revisions…
I love this community you’re letting us peek into here. Can’t wait to see just how Izzy expands his horizons.
Hope life settles into a routine, even if a busy one.
Izzy’s definitely about to get pulled into something he’s not expecting. 🙂 Friends show up in different ways when we need them.
The upcoming week looks a little more relaxed, fortunately.
yes, expand your circle Izzy. 🙂 Can’t wait to see how you bring it all together.
😀 I think Izzy will like his new circle.
That sounds like a fun little community to be a part of!
LOL, it can be, but it’s like a small town—everyone knows everyone else’s business.