Hello one and all and welcome to WIPpet Wednesday when we writers share our wonderful work with the world! OK, enough with the alliteration. :-p Anyway I hope you’ve all had a good week.
Before I share my WIPpet, I wanted to say that I’m still looking for people to read my book Reunion of the Heart for free in exchange for a fair and honest review. You can read Amy Mitchell’s lovely review of it here and there’s also a review of it by Kathy on her blog here.
If you’re interested in reading it in exchange for a review, or you know someone who would be, my email address is: elaine (dot) jeremiah (at) gmail (dot) com Please do get in touch if it’s something you’d like to do. :)
And on with this week’s excerpt. I’m being boring and sharing with you eight more paragraphs for the month of August from my current WIP romance about a school teacher. They follow on immediately from last week’s which you can read here.
To fill you in a little my MC Rebecca, a teacher, is at a parents’ evening where the parents of the kids at the school where she works get to have a meeting with their kids’ teachers and find out more about how their kids are doing. Rebecca is currently meeting Jonathan Leavis, the parent from hell, about his son Daniel who isn’t working hard enough…
‘Mr Leavis, the reason that I’ve been grading Daniel’s work so low is because that is the level that he is attaining at the moment. He’s simply not bothering in class; he’s writing little poems about…’ Don’t say they’re about you, Rebecca, she thought, ‘…about nothing… nothing important. He’s not paying attention at all; he’s not taking anything in, so he’s not learning. In short, Mr Leavis, the way Daniel is carrying on he won’t pass his English literature exams next year.’
She paused and forced herself to look directly at Mr Leavis. While she’d been talking, her gaze had been fixed just slightly above his face; she hadn’t been able to bring herself to look at him properly. You coward, she castigated herself, as she saw in Mr Leavis’ eyes anger, disappointment and… what?
Rebecca watched as he gave a nod. There was a long pause.
‘I want to take this further,’ he said finally. ‘I’m not satisfied that my son is receiving the highest standard of teaching. Most likely if he was in another class, he would be doing much better. There was never a problem when Miss Adams was teaching him.’
Rebecca was speechless. Had she heard him right? Had he really said what she thought she’d just heard him say? It took her a moment to find the words to say to him that were repeatable.
‘I’m sorry you feel this way, Mr Leavis. If you really have a complaint to make,’ she said biting back her anger, ‘I can refer you to Daniel’s head of year.’
‘Head of year?’ he spluttered, his face red. ‘Headmistress more likely. I’m going to take this to the top. I want my son to have the best education possible.’
‘Well in that case, perhaps a state education isn’t for him.’ Rebecca closed her mouth. I did not say that, I did not say that, she thought, feeling her face turn scarlet. But she had said it and she watched as Mr Leavis’ face began to mirror her own, only his was puce. I’m fed up with this, she thought suddenly. I don’t care anymore, it’s late, I don’t need this, I want to go home. She folded her arms. He folded his arms. They were at an impasse.
That’s it from me today, except to say that if you would like to take part in WIPpet Wednesday, all you have to do is post on your blog an excerpt from whatever you’ve been working on writing-wise lately. Just make sure it relates in some way to the date. Then add your details here and join in the fun by visiting the other lovely WIPpeteers sites to read their contributions.
My thanks as always goes to K. L. Schwengel for being our lovely host. :D