Happy Wednesday! I’m so glad to be back in the writing game. I’m at the point in the story where I’m working on the intro to the two main POV characters, and then I’ll likely write out of order for a bit. I liked what I saw somewhere about cobbling together a frankendraft from all the random scenes. That’s about right for my half pantsing, half plotting style.
The picture at the top is my mood board for Colin. I’ll hopefully get a chance to create a few more of these over time. It’s summer vacation, I don’t have a current editing job, and I’m not really able to write for hours at a time. So I’m doing other creative projects.
Today’s snippet is Colin’s first patient at his new job. Don’t read this if you sympathy gag from reading about vomit. Also, although he isn’t named in this snippet, the child here appears as a minor character in one of the Faithfully Yours books. (This story begins in August 2007, if that helps connect the dots.)
WIPmath: 4/19/2019 = 4 + 1 + 9 = 14 sentences.
The frantic young mother to Colin’s left was panic-babbling about her toddler’s illness while Colin tried to wrangle the poor boy into a position to examine him. He was fussy, and his skin was warm to the touch.
“How long has he been sick?”
“Almost a week. I thought he was getting better, but then he started up again.” Her voice quavered.
At that exact moment, just as Colin was lifting the child’s shirt to listen to his chest, he projectile vomited. Colin didn’t step back in time to avoid having his plaid shirt and pressed khakis covered in what might’ve been undigested crackers. The boy began sobbing.
Despite the initial shock, Colin kept his tone calm and steady as he stepped closer again. “It’s okay,” he assured the boy—and his mother by extension. Peering at the child, Colin noticed what he hadn’t before being covered in bodily fluids. He turned to the mother. “When was the last time he had a wet diaper?”
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Staying calm and steady is definitely a good thing in this kind of situation. Can’t wait to read more.
Colin’s not too flappable when it comes to medical stuff. Although I’m not sure he exactly enjoyed that kind of “welcome,” LOL.
Doctors truly are tough. Heh, I love the term ‘frankendraft.’ 🙂
I love the word Frankendraft. That describes my process, too!
Poor kid and mother. Love Colin’s patience. I am a sympathy gagger in person; I would never be able to just step back in like that.