Happy Wednesday! It’s been weird here already, even though it’s still early. I woke with a horrible migraine and consequently tripped on the stairs coming down. Good thing I landed on my butt and only got a small bruise as a reward.
The rest of this week has been odd too. My poor kids had their school lock-in canceled for the storm we never got. But at least we got to go see a friend in Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat. It’s neat taking the kids to see live theater now that they’ve been on stage—they both talked afterward about knowing how much goes into a production, even for a community theater. I’d forgotten how bizarre that show is, though. My younger child’s best quote: “This is so dated it’s timeless. I should hate it…I want to hate it…but I don’t!”
On to the WIPpet, still from Minuet and following directly from last week’s. Context: Jamie’s a bit of a mess, Mack and Amelia are about to take the commuter train back home, and Mack gets a text that doesn’t bode well. Content note for swearing. I didn’t feel that Mack would filter his language here, so I didn’t do it for him.
WIPmath: 1/17/2018 = 17 sentences
She didn’t mean that he’d wake up and see their friends, though that was probably true too. Jamie clung hard to Sage, even now, buying into his lies about who really cared about him. At some point, Jamie was going to have to learn how to be his whole, real self. Mack just wasn’t going to be the one to tell him that.
An incoming text startled Mack, and he took out his phone. Their friend Marlie. Jamie knows where you went.
“Fuck,” Mack muttered.
Amelia’s mouth dropped open, and she grabbed Mack’s arm. “Is Jamie—”
“He’s fine.” Mack stuffed his phone back in his pocket without answering the text. “That was Marlie. Someone, maybe her, told him what we were doing.”
“Oh, shit.”
“Right. He’s bound to be pissed as hell, if he’s in any shape to react.”
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Oh noes! I hope the migraine passed quickly and the bruise isn’t too bad. That’s a rotten way to start the day. As for Joseph – I agree 100% with S. 😀
So, yeah, Jamie might well be pissed off, but someone’s got to do something. Mack and Amelia are just great – I’m loving getting to know them (I’ve probably said that before).
I’m still having after-effects of the migraine, but I should be fine by tomorrow. It wasn’t as bad as usual.
My girl is spot on in her assessment of Joseph. It’s a ridiculous show, but that’s what makes it fun.
Jamie doesn’t want to be babied. But really, he could use someone taking care of him. I do love Mack, but I really want to write about Amelia. I’m having fun working out her relationship with the other women, particularly Marlie. 🙂
Yikes. Yeah, I don’t know that I’d be too happy if I was Jamie, either.
Hope the migraine goes away and that the rest of your week goes better.
I probably wouldn’t be happy. (And of course, he’s not, but that’s in the other story—this snippet is concurrent with the end of Drumbeat. I’ll let Jamie explain why he’s mad, though.)
Migraine seems to be gone for now, and my week suddenly took a really good turn professionally, so I’m feeling pretty good!
Sorry about the tush, but it could’ve been worse. In fact, I’ve been on the bad end of tripping on the stairs. No fun at all.
Your younger child sounds like a critic in the making. 🙂
As for the WIPpet – this is becoming a tangled, twisted story with numerous players. I like it!
I once fell on those same stairs while carrying my daughter when she was about three months old. She was fine; I was banged up but mostly okay. My really bad fall was on some stairs at my in-laws’. I had bruises and swelling for months.
It’s the last part of a series, so the number of people has been steadily growing. There are definitely quite a few twists and turns!
Falling down the stairs is never fun, but doing so with a migraine… well, it could be worse in so many other ways too. Glad you survived with mostly just a sore bum.
When I was in high school (30 years ago!) I went to see The Technicolor Dreamcoat (I think Shan went with me, actually… or maybe it was a class trip… dang! mind is going). It always struck me as very much a piece for its time; I can see how your daughter would label it as “so dated, it’s timeless!
Jaime’s reaction, the …. interference… This cannot end well.
I’m pretty sure the dizziness from the migraine is what caused the fall. I’m doing better, and thankfully, only the minor tushy bruise.
Heh, my daughter said the musical was “terrible, but in all the best ways.” My son loves the music, and he was evaluating their casting and how they staged it. My daughter was just having fun. My class trips (also nearly 30 years ago…yikes!) were up to Canada to see Shakespeare.
Jamie is definitely going to let Mack have it for interfering, but Mack’s not entirely in the wrong.
I love Joseph, and all its weirdness! 😀 A friend and I had plans to direct it, but recently learned a different company is doing it next january, so we’re going to see if we can be in it first.
I’ve been away for so long I am so behind on these characters and have very little idea of what’s going on, but I am glad to see something is being done(/has been done?) about Sage. Though it sounds like Jamie’s still in that transition place and not everything done by his friends is going to be appreciated.