Dialogue Class

I’m taking a class this month on writing better dialogue for fiction. Here’s my exercise for today.

“What’s wrong?”

“Lousy day at work.”

“Sorry. What happened?”

“Nothing. It’s just so boring. And exhausting. And all anybody does is complain about the others behind their back.”

“Yeah. Sounds pretty much like my job.”

“I’m tired of it. I’m gonna quit.”

“Really? And do what?”

“I don’t know. Probably find another job where it’ll just be the same.”

“Mmm.”

“What do you want for dinner?”

“Why don’t we go out? We can give our server a big tip and brighten her day. Probably a lot of grumbling going on in the kitchen.”

“Are you making fun of me?”

“No, ma’am. Why would I do that?”

“Uh huh. I want a big steak. Everything I can think of to go with it. And a fancy dessert.”

“It’s yours.”

“And all I’m going to do while we eat is gripe.”

“Sounds like fun. Let’s do it.”