... The typing stopped and she heard David’s chair scrape back, his feet come thudding down the corridor. There he stood in the doorway, unshaven, hair like bush, coffee cup in hand.
“Finished?’ she said, smiling.
“No. Just going to get a refill.”
“Stay a while. I’ve got us free front row seats to a great concert.”
“When. Tonight?”
“No. Now.” She motioned her head toward the window.
David looked blank. “Mmm? What are you talking about?
“Not hearing it?”
“Music?”
“Listen.” She paused, closing her eyes. It was the one simple thing she had to do every morning before getting out of bed. Listen to the birds.
“Look, honey, let me just get my coffee and finish this off. We can talk later.”
(Cont'd)
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(The woman in this chapter/extract is somehow connected to the one in the next)
An extract a day (until the launch) from ...
A stream-of-consciousness novel by Elspeth Duncan
Launch of e-version:
Friday May 7, 2010
6:00 - 7:30 p.m.
National Library/NALIS, P.O.S.
You are invited.
5 comments:
It too me a minute to realize what I was reading...there are funny nonsensical letters about the real words in the story that distracted me. Did you mean for them to be there?
So far I like what I am reading... will look forward to more of this stream of consciousness writing.
Nonsensical letters? You mean computer gibberish? I don't see anything like that. May be your monitor?
hi spec. yes, the comp. gibberrish looks like this:
aww man, i copied it but it didn't paste....strange
hmmm. No one else has mentioned it though. I wonder what it is. Some html code?
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