Happy Wednesday! Had a brief scare while my website was down, but it was only offline for a few hours and easily fixed.
This is a busy week. My son started oboe lessons on Monday at school. He’s wanted to play oboe forever, but he ended up playing saxophone. Which is great—he’s really good at it! But he loves the oboe, so this is really fun for him. Tomorrow, we have a meeting at the school, and Friday and Saturday are the All County Jazz Festival.
On to the WIPpet. I’m still working on Minuet. The pace of writing has slowed, mostly due to busy schedules and such. This snippet follows on from last week’s and has been edited for spoilers (though it may be possible to guess from context).
WIPmath: 3/21/2018 = 21 sentences
Mack eyed Trevor, who had gone back to drumming his fingers. What was it that bothered Mack so much? He didn’t have the same level of annoyance with Cian. In fact, he had none at all.
The discomfort was unfamiliar. Mack had never considered himself the type to have issues. He and Amelia both hooked up with other people, and he didn’t even really consider her his girlfriend. The others sometimes referred to her that way, but she wasn’t. He disliked calling her a “friend with benefits” too, as though there were no benefits to their relationship besides sex. They were close, intimate in a way he wasn’t with anyone else. Except Jamie.
He didn’t have sex with Jamie, but their friendship had lasted a dozen years and through every kind of hell. Trevor obviously couldn’t say the same. There it was—the thing he couldn’t stand about Trevor. Jamie had a friend, someone he confided in the way he’d always done with Mack. Cian remained solidly in the Boyfriend Zone. Mack could compartmentalize him easily. He was the one who got Jamie’s dreamy gazes and lovesick sighs. Trevor, though…it wasn’t so tidy with him. It was a lot more complicated than that, and something different from what Jamie had with either Mack or Cian. Mack hated it.
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Ah, jealousy. It doesn’t always have to be rational, in fact may rarely be. Great snippet.
Thanks! Yeah, Mack’s always prided himself on being the rational one…until he isn’t.
Ah, poor Mack, it sounds like things have gotten a lot more complicated for him.
Oh, so many complications here. I can practically see them rattling around in his head. But, what, so, if… some things defy practical reason.