Welcome back. Have some patience today while I explain a few things. Then I'll get to the basic problem of the day. The last two posts have relied totally on humor. There is little if any plot and that makes them simply...drum roll...jokes.
Plots are very interesting. They all have a common thread. The plot is based on finding a solution to the problem you set out to solve somewhere in the first part of the piece. The sooner the problem is introduced, the better. The entire rest of the story consists of the attempts at a solution to that problem. Often there are three or more attempts before a final attempt works. Each attempt must make the protagonist (hero) more frustrated or intent on finding the solution. Each attempt must also be more of a failure than the previous one because otherwise the middle sags like the middle of a hammock with the dog in the middle.
Today I get my inspiration from real life... sort of. There are a few embellishments involved to make it more fun, and of course I wouldn't be talking about my own husband, but you'll get the picture.
The Screwdriver
I went out to get a screwdriver from my husband's tools this morning. I didn't need anything fancy, just a plain old screwdriver with a flat blade. I found a Phillips head screwdriver, a bunch of miscellaneous screws, nails and washers, part of a half eaten apple, and receipt for a pack of gum, but no regular plain old flat screwdrivers
That's pretty odd since every Christmas, birthday, Father's Day, Fourth of July, or any other interesting occasion, someone in the family gives him a new set of screwdrivers. (It's the handyman's replacement for the obligatory tie.)
After an hour looking through the assorted containers in the too area and in all of the known hiding places,Dear puts things, I gave up.. If I were in a good mood, I would have said, "Honey, where could I find a screwdriver?" After an hour of searching, I was in no mood to be nice, so instead, I paced the floor and muttered under my breath.
Now you know what the problem is. You have already seen the first two attempts at the solution: look for the item myself, and pace the floor waiting for Dear to notice. Come back next week to see the solutions I come up with. I can think of a couple of duzies.
Plots are very interesting. They all have a common thread. The plot is based on finding a solution to the problem you set out to solve somewhere in the first part of the piece. The sooner the problem is introduced, the better. The entire rest of the story consists of the attempts at a solution to that problem. Often there are three or more attempts before a final attempt works. Each attempt must make the protagonist (hero) more frustrated or intent on finding the solution. Each attempt must also be more of a failure than the previous one because otherwise the middle sags like the middle of a hammock with the dog in the middle.
Today I get my inspiration from real life... sort of. There are a few embellishments involved to make it more fun, and of course I wouldn't be talking about my own husband, but you'll get the picture.
The Screwdriver
I went out to get a screwdriver from my husband's tools this morning. I didn't need anything fancy, just a plain old screwdriver with a flat blade. I found a Phillips head screwdriver, a bunch of miscellaneous screws, nails and washers, part of a half eaten apple, and receipt for a pack of gum, but no regular plain old flat screwdrivers
That's pretty odd since every Christmas, birthday, Father's Day, Fourth of July, or any other interesting occasion, someone in the family gives him a new set of screwdrivers. (It's the handyman's replacement for the obligatory tie.)
After an hour looking through the assorted containers in the too area and in all of the known hiding places,Dear puts things, I gave up.. If I were in a good mood, I would have said, "Honey, where could I find a screwdriver?" After an hour of searching, I was in no mood to be nice, so instead, I paced the floor and muttered under my breath.
Now you know what the problem is. You have already seen the first two attempts at the solution: look for the item myself, and pace the floor waiting for Dear to notice. Come back next week to see the solutions I come up with. I can think of a couple of duzies.