monday it seems will hopefully be a writing day. i have had a couple of thoughts buzzing around in my skull re my manuscript, and i think it is about time i got them out of there and into my laptop. i came up with a conversation a while ago & finally i know where it'll fit in to the story. i think i'll share it with you. it goes something like this -
"i don't like white boys." the bridge of her nose crumpled as she grimaced, shaking the image of a semi-nude dave out of her mind. "dirt shows up so easy on them."
right. that made sense. "so you realise by that standard, you'd never know just how dirty brown boys are?"
her eyes twinkled. "exactly."