While doing some editing for my upcoming novel, I encountered this paragraph:
With a few lamps on in the living room, I sat on the couch and watched my father pace while he read me the riot act, disgruntled and cranky from the late hour. Gotta say, he did a decent job of broadcasting ‘supremely pissed off parent’ considering he wore a dark green bathroom and matching slippers. I would think the whole ‘dressed for bed’ thing would undermine his credibility, but nah, his anger still came through fine.
Did you catch the mistake? People don’t wear bathrooms. True story.
I am writing a short story involving a wedding, or it takes place after a wedding at the party after. I mentioned the ring-bearer, but when I read over the story, I saw I had written ‘ringbear,’ which is a fun a mental image. But probably not a good idea.
Inviting a bear to a wedding seems like a recipe for disaster. So many potential ways for things to go wrong. If the bear wore a little tie, that would be cute. I’m imagining a bear walking slowly down an aisle on its back legs while using its front legs to carry a small pillow with the rings on it.
An exception might be if everyone at the wedding were also bears. Then invite as many bears as you want! I am now imagining a bear wearing a veil.
Hey, I wasn’t lazy for once and looked up the thing I’m referencing. Callback! The story is here. It’s a standalone and also on my blog. Hopefully that link works. Because it will likely be posted before this post, but as I’m writing, it hasn’t been posted yet. The important thing is this: I tried.