Six Sentence Sunday: Misogynistic Bastard

Welcome back to another Six Sentence Sunday installment. The tension edit on Girl Under Glass is almost complete and I’m feeling good about the book. (Of course, I’m also sleep deprived, so this could all be an hallucination. Oh, look! Pink elephants!)

The following conversation between Rachel and her daughter follows the death of a friend in childbirth; the woman’s husband, Michael, is to blame.

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“Why didn’t Michael send Adam sooner?”

Because he’s an evil, misogynistic bastard who deserves to have his testicles diced. “I don’t know, Pearl, I really don’t know.”

“Didn’t he love her?

We passed through the gate and I shivered; I’d forgotten my shawl in Mary’s room. “No, I don’t think he did.”

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  • Love love love your six! The thoughts, the dialogue..all perfect.

  • Sounds like a good reason not to send him.

  • It sounds like he’s going to be an interesting character. 🙂

  • Love the six, Monica! It’s great reading you! Hope you have a fantastic Sunday!

  • Loved the six. Had to smile at the diced testicles 🙂 Nice wording!

  • Wow, there’s a lot of bitterness there. Well done! 🙂

  • Great dialogue, great thoughts and emotion behind the words.

  • Oh me, oh my. While I can’t necessarily get behind anyone getting their testicles diced, I do love the voice here. I hope, for his own sake, Michael does something to fix his behavior….

  • Wow, haunting and sad. Wonderful six!

  • Rich with emotion, well done!

  • LOL! I kind of wished she’d said that out loud!

  • What a sad story, balanced by the narrative voice.

  • That’s fabulous: these 6-sentences tell a complete story all on their own. Nicely done!

  • Very smooth six..loved that internal..perfect!

  • victanguera

    Ah, kids can be so perceptive. Nice bit of dialogue.

  • love your voice in this six!! And diced testicles! ouch hehe

  • Great six!

  • Plenty of conflict in six lines–like eavesdropping on somebody else’s family drama