I’m deep into rewrites/revision on The Music Is You, so I’m sticking with another snippet from Like Fine Wine this week. The revision work is hard, but satisfying when I reread what I’ve done and realize how far I’ve come in the past three years. My writing is maturing and I’m learning so much. In spite of how arduous it is to cut and cut and cut, and then rewrite and rewrite, I know that my stories are getting better with each pass, and that I’ll be proud to put them out there for everyone to read.
So, to set the scene: Last week, we saw Will and Julie post-kiss and Julie’s appalled to realize that Will has reawakened her libido. She’s racked with guilt because her attraction to Will feels like she’s betraying Charlie, even though he’s been dead a year. The other problem is Will is younger by 13 years, and she’s not at all interested in playing cougar, not when she’s almost a grandmother. After the kiss, Will announces that he’s attracted to her, but Julie is giving him all the reasons why their getting together is a terrible idea, and she’s just told him she’s way too old for him:
“Bullshit.” Will’s voice trembled. “I’m thirty-nine years old—in most cultures that’s considered an adult.”
“Well, I’m fifty-two and in this culture that’s considered practically a senior citizen.” My heart still pounded. My face was feverish and a trickle of sweat ran between my breasts.
Oh great, a hot flash.
I was mortified and frustrated…and longing to hurl myself back into his arms and kiss him stupid.
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