Beginnings: Dialogue
"I can't do this anymore Ross." She stuttered as the tears ran down her face. I felt ashamed, guilty. I tried to hold her.
"Don't touch me you bastard. You promised me. I won't do it again you said." She pulled the suitcase from under the bed and unzipped it ferociously.
"Woah, hold on Sally, please don't leave." I begged.
"I don't like it Mark. Can we go home now?"
"Oh for gods sake Beth, this was your idea, let's go camping you said."
"I know, I know." Beth whined as she wriggled in her sleeping bag.
"Please don't slurp your soup, people are looking." James ignored his mothers scornful look as the waiter poured them each a glass of Chardonnay.
Dialogue is one of my favourite ways to start a story. You're examples are all good - in each case the reader would be tempted to read on, I think.
ReplyDeleteThanks Patsy :o)
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure which way I prefer to be honest lol
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