I thought I'd sit down with the hero of my first book of my FBS. He wasn't much help. For some reason he's taken an aversion to my heroine, Kelly. Here's how it went.
Me: What's the problem, Sloane? I'm here for you.
Sloane: I don't like her.
M: Um...why specifically?
S (rolls eyes): She shrieks.
M: She's supposed to! It's her freaking job!
S: Besides. (he shrugs) I think she's screwing around with Matt.
M: You can't always believe what you hear.
S: I've seen them together. (I notice his jaw is clenched. Interesting.)
M: It's her job. Can you get over that for just one second? What else?
S: She doesn't even know my name. (he paused for a second) And she's rude.
M (Ah. This I can work with.): She's about to become very important to your job. And she's not rude. You've caught her on two bad days.
S: Whatever. (another shrug) I know her type.
M (In extremely irritated voice): Oh really? And what's her type?
S: Conceited. Shallow. Irritating.
M: Things aren't always what they seem.
S: And she shrieks.
8 months ago