Sweet Saturday ~ 4/27/13 Speed Date

I’m starting on a new WIP today, called Speed Date.  It’s a short story I have hopes of turning into a novella or novel.  And what’s really strange is it’s contemporary and not erotic!  Virgin territory for me. LOL  The story just came to me and I ran with it.  I guess it’s inspired in part by the fact that I’m gluten intolerant and have been “glutened” pretty badly in the past.

This excerpt is from the very beginning of Speed Date and Roberta is panicking.

What the hell am I doing here?

I looked around the large, crowded room and my grip on the Gucci shoulder bag slipped.  Sweat was probably not good for the leather.

This was what you got for drinking too much.  I had to have been drunk—three sheets to the wind drunk—to have taken this dare.  That’s what I had been.  Two margaritas more than I should have had at Rachel’s last Saturday night.  Just enough to take the damned dare when Sydney made it.

I glanced around the room again, clutching the Gucci like a shield.

 I am so swearing off alcohol.

The official, a balding little man with clipboard in hand, motioned me to a nearby table.  I sat, pried the bag off my shoulder and leaned it against my leg for moral support.

Oh, God, I am so not ready for this.

Bong!

The sound of the gong deafened me as a pleasant-faced young man sat down opposite.

“Hi.  My name is George.”

“Hi.  I’m Roberta.”

I was speed dating.

I hope you enjoyed that little snippet.  There will be more from Speed Date tomorrow on Weekend Writing Warriors!  But for now, you should check out some more Saturday Samples.  Thanks for coming by!