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| Just read yours Dollface...loved it!
I'm posting mine tonight. It's my first attempt at a Pacey/Andie story. |
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| [quote:efdea90e6d]I'm posting mine tonight. It's my first attempt at a Pacey/Andie story.[/quote:efdea90e6d]
Lookin' forward to it. Personally, I don't think I'd be able to write a P/A fic because I'm such a rabid P/Jer (and I wouldn't do it justice at all). And I'd consider myself primarily a P/J writer. I could attempt other couples like Jen/Drue or Dawson/Jen, but it'd be hella difficult for me to do a fic where Joey and Pacey don't ultimately end up with each other and/or aren't the main characters. :wink:
Regardless, I'm still eager to read yours because I can actually handle Pacey/Andie. Not so sure about D/J. :wink: :lol: |
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| [i:f44e2d3f37]I realize we're supposed to post our contributions as a separate Topic but I'm stretching the limits a little bit so I decided I'd just post mine IN HERE.
I've been working on my latest episode of my cyberseason and decided to include the spark in a line of my dialogue. SO, I'm posting one scene of my new one which should be ready to post within a week, I'd think. It's in the editing and retooling stage right now. Okay, my spark............ a scene between Joey and her ex...............Christopher. They are sitting in a little deli in NYC "officially" discussing her manuscript she is writing.[/i:f44e2d3f37]
Chris called when he was 30 minutes late and true to form said he was going to be a few minutes late. “A few, huh?” she had said to which he replied.
“I said 1:30 right? It’s just now 1:30. I’m just a few blocks away.”
It was fortunate that he had called because by that time Joey was fuming. The few extra minutes gave her a chance to cool off and prepare herself to receive the help he was coming to give. “Okay, Joey,” she thought, “Focus. The last time you talked Chris said he thought that Jamie was about as clearly defined as a lead character could be, but he thought Ransom was a little ‘cartoonish.’ in his definition..........but only when it came to their personal relationship. I’ll have to get him to explain that.” Then, “What’s going on Pace? What did I do? You knew all about this meeting. I didn’t break a lunch date or something did I? Oh, yeah,” she suddenly remembered. “I have to ask what he thought about how I ended the scene with Ransom and Reese.” She turned to look at the door and still didn’t see Christopher. Sighing in boredom more than frustration she turned to her surefire cure for the blues. She took out her cell phone and called Pacey. Voice mail picked up on the second ring and after the ‘Hi, it’s me Pacey Witter’ message she smiled and said, “Hi, it’s me. I’m sitting here waiting for my meeting with Chris. He’s late and I’m missing you. I’m excited and I just wanted to talk. Nothing important so, I guess I’ll see you tonight at the Ice House. Love you..........bye.”
She turned back to the front of the deli as Chris walked through the door. Tall and good looking as always, he drew the eyes of the female patrons and the man with the tousled blonde hair near the door as he walked by. He was dressed as casually as Joey had ever seen him. “He’s looking for a certain effect,” she thought to herself, eyeing his attire. She smiled and stood as he approached.
He made the attempt to stop her saying, “Don’t stand.” Leaning over he hugged her and kissed her cheek as she made the awkward attempt to sit.
“It’s great to see you, Jo. Just like old times.” He laughed uncomfortably and said, “Well maybe not just like old times but nice just the same.”
Joey joined him in his laughter, making every attempt to keep this as normal as possible under the circumstances. “It’s good to see you to, and may I say, it’s so nice of you to help me out like this.”
“It’s nothing,” he said. “Believe me if I didn’t have ulterior motives I wouldn’t be so quick to volunteer.”
Joey’s eyes widened with surprise and her mouth opened to respond very slowly before Christopher laughed and let her off the hook.
“It’s not like that Joey.” He continued, “It’s just that I hadn’t written a page in 3 months until I picked up your manuscript. All of the sudden I felt like writing. Your story...........your heroine in particular inspired me. I’m still not writing in volume but I’m doing a little every day. For me, right now, that’s good.”
Joey’s body relaxed as she leaned forward and said grinning, “You had me worried there. I mean I’ve always understood what I did..............I mean what ..............”
Chris interrupted. “You did what you had to do. And I’m grateful now. I could have made a very big mistake. It’s all behind us now right?” Pausing he said, “Besides we’ve been even since that night at the banquet.”
Joey made a silly face at him and said, “Not one of your better nights, book boy.” She blushed at the sense of intimacy that his silly nickname resonated with as she spoke it.
“Have you ordered?” he asked. “Is this place any good?”
“I haven’t,” she said grateful for the change in the topic of their conversation. “And yes, it’s very good. It’s why I picked it. That and we can sit here as long as we like to work. It’s reasonably slow after the noon rush and Mr. Marino likes me.”
“Well,” said Chris. “I’ve brought you a hundred pages of notes and suggestions. I can see some places where I think you can cut the length without hurting the story but then, I don’t know what else is coming yet. So we’re going to have to wait until later to work on that issue. We’ll want to go over at least some of these notes so you’ll get the idea what it is that I’m doing and then we can discuss the things we talked about on the phone. First, we order. How does that sound?”
Joey was hanging on every word and as he stopped speaking and looked up at her she found herself embarrassed to be caught staring. “Great, it sounds great,” she said.
He picked up a menu off the table and casually said, “You look beautiful today.”
Again she blushed uncomfortably, and waited for their waitress.
“By the way,” he said, “some of your dialogue? Like ‘If I just lay here would you lie with me and just forget the world?’ I’ll bet you got that from that Dawson guy, didn’t you?” He laughed and laughed some more. |
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