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Talk to Me: Willie

Greetings!  I recently discovered a new blog and she has a linkup event wherein your characters write your blog post.  Today I am making Willie from BB write the post...except I am doing the typing.

Hi.

I'm Willie.

That's what people call me.  Willie.  Yeah.

My author's typing for me.  Because I can't type.  And she can.

<awkward pause>

I'm friends with Curt.  I like Curt.  Curt lets me go places with him.  He's really good at stuff...at everything.  I'm not good at anything.  Sometimes Curt is mad at me.  Because I mess things up.  But I want Curt to like me.

I want Emma to like me, too, but Emma likes Curt.  Emma used to be nice to me.  She's in the store.  I like the store.  It smells nice.

<another awkward pause>

One time I did something mean to Belle.  I did it because Curt did it.  And I wanted Curt to like me.  But Belle cried.

I don't like it when people cry.  It makes me sad.

I was so upset because I made her cry.  I did.  Why did I do that?  Because I wanted Curt to like me.

I had to think about it for a long time.

Someday I am going to be brave.  I'm going to do what is right even if it makes Curt mad.  Even if Curt doesn't like me anymore.

Because it's not worth it.  To be mean.  For Curt.

I don't like to make people cry.

<another awkward pause>

And I'm going to talk to Emma, too.

Comments

  1. I really enjoyed reading this! Especially knowing what I know about Willie from your Beautiful People post.

    (Don't forget to linkup to my post! :) )

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  2. This is really great! Willie sounds like a really complex character. Can't wait to know more about the other characters and about Willie!

    Carly

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  3. Thank you, Jessy and Carly!
    Willie is fun for me because he is one of those side characters that has their own plot intertwined in the main story. He makes it fuller and more complete. And I love watching his "character arc" through the story. Glad you guys like him, too! :)

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    1. Oh, he's a side character? I thought he was a MC! That's so awesome. I do love it when the side characters are just as deep and interesting as the MCs.

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