Short Story / Expectations
She was on the phone the minute she got back from the post office, explaining to Laura exactly what happened in excruciating detail. So excruciating, in fact, Laura had gotten a better perspective of the situation than Mira in the end.
“So you're saying the post office worker let it slip that you talk about him every day?”
Mira nodded, and then, remembering that Laura couldn't see her, replied with an eager assurance that the chatty postal worker had filled him in on Mira's normal conversation topics.
“So he knows that you're madly in love with him?”
Mira suddenly stopped short. She proclaimed in a horrified tone: “Oh my God... I think he does!”
Laura listened to her friend pitifully. Poor Mira... so absentminded that she didn't know what she was talking about until someone flat out told her. She rarely noticed anything, and it was a wonder how she even noticed the guy in the first place. But Mira was flighty, after all, and no one expected anything different from her.
Being the good friend she was, Laura prodded Mira forward. “So the postal worker gave him your number?”
“Yes! Yes she did! That's what she said. And- oh! I have to go Laura there's another call on the line that's probably him-”
“Alright, call me and tell me how it goes, then,” Laura said and hung up her phone with a small chuckle, turning back to her desk to study for final exams. Poor boy, whoever he is, to be pining after the ever so elusive Mira- the one who never had her head out of the clouds long enough to be truly aware of her surroundings.
“Hi,” Mira said ecstatically through the phone, barely able to contain herself as she bounced up and down on her chair. He did not answer fast enough for her!
“Hi. Are you Mira?”
“Yes!”
“The post office worker, Stephanie, gave me your num-”
“I know!”
There was an awkward pause as the boy quickly formulated something to say.
“so I was wondering if you'd like to have lunch tomorrow, maybe at the new cafe that opened up on Broadway Aven-”
“Yes!” Mira replied without missing a beat, and then, “bye!”
“Um.. bye then?”
Mira hung up, and turned on her speakers as she danced around her dorm, feeling brilliant and completely in love. She was almost expecting the skies to open up and drop their glory upon her. Or, at least, for tomorrow to be the best day of her life.
Fantasies sprang up from her nightly chick flicks that she watched: homework laying neglected and phone calls unanswered as she laughed and cried along with 27 Dresses and 50 First Dates. Tomorrow, she would match up her idea of love with her item of affection and measure him to her standards. But, as always, there was a fair chance of her to be too caught up in her fictionalized ideas of real life to notice him.
But notice him she did. Notice that he was late. He had sent her a text message that morning- not gutsy enough to call her again and be subjected to her blinding enthusiasm- detailing the when and where of their date. So Mira sat in the cafe, and not staring into space like usual.
She did something of rarity that day, and began to come down to Earth, if only for a moment, to touch down. Landing softly in real life, she realized that she was on a date. With that man that she had been syncing her morning post office routes to see him, carrying the tea she sold online in her blog and staring so blatantly Laura had to give her some stealth pointers.
She was on a date. She stared out the window at the busy streets and suddenly all of the emotion bursting out of her leaked away and sapped out of her. Disappeared. Just as birds flying from a storm would. Staring outside, Mira watched the people walk by. Just as suddenly as her bout to logical thoughts came, she was in her own world again.
Standing up, she left the table and pushed through the doors in a daze, walking down the sidewalk. She walked through the park, chasing a small bird, as entranced as a house cat would be. On the other end of the park, she stopped, bird lost. Wasn't she... supposed to be somewhere? Shrugging, she walked down the busy street, consumed by her thoughts.
Several blocks away, a man entered the coffee shop, greeted by no flighty young woman by the name of Mira that he had been expecting.
Back at the dorm, Laura was getting Mira's voicemail again, and once again she felt pity for that young man, infering his current situation.
But what could she do?
Mira was flighty, after all, and no one expected anything different from her.
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I liked it, your could feel you were there with tthe girl.
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it was a basic story, which is not to say it was bad in anyway. I sense that it was written from perhaps your own ideas or previoius encounters. I would have liked to read some descriptions of scenery and or the peoples appearence. Thats sort of a personal taste. I felt like I was in a big city, Paris, or New York, where was I?
This story slightly depressed me. I can see no major problems with it, but there were a few small things that I did notice. A few of the transitions seemed to be a bit jarring, and could maybe benifit from a new style.
Ex: ”...truly aware of her surroundings. “Hi,” Mira said ecstatically.”
This seemed to me to be an abrupt change from Lauras thoughts to Miras conversation, and could maybe go something like this: ...of her surroundings. Mira looked a the phone for a moment, before pressing the call transfer button, her mind racing through the scenes from her favorite movies, where the girl always got her man. ”Hi,” Mira said ecstatically, as the phone clicked over.
With bad transitions, the flow of the story is lost, and readers lose interest. other than that, you did a very good job of conveying the flighty nature of the girl, and The story was interesting, if a bit sad. Hope this is helpful.
Flighty indeed! She literally flew the coop on her date. It was a strange twist and my favorite part of the story. I would exclude this:
“But, as always, there was a fair chance of her to be too caught up in her fictionalized ideas of real life to notice him.”
It is an awkward statement and telling. The previous sentence is so good and then this sentence really bombed. You would necessarily need to change the following paragraph and should, because it was awkward as well. I would keep: “So Mira sat in the cafe, and not staring into space like usual.” and everything after.
The only other awkward portion was in the beginning: ”“So you’re saying the post office worker let it slip that you talk about him every day?”” Instead of “him” give the boy a name or change the structure so that the reader understands that “him” isn’t the post office worker. An easy fix, but a very important one.
I like the overall theme of this piece, but I think you need to make Mira more sympathetic so the end packs more of a punch. As it is now, I feel more sorry for her date than Mira herself.
“she proclaimed in a horrified tone” – this is obvious based on the context, if you need more, describe less obtusely
“Being the good friend she was” – cut this
You need a space before a dash.
“He did not answer fast enough for her!” don’t use exclamation marks in exposition
“formulated something to say.” this is awkward, try saying something more casual instead, same with “She did something of rarity”.
good opening line. jumps right into the thick of things.
smooth sailing so far. quick and bubbly.
“I have to go Laura there’s”--consider, “I have to go, Laura. There’s…” or “I have to go, Laura- there’s…” up to you.
“Laura said and hung up her phone with a…”—this line has a lot of info and action in it and reads clumsy. consider splitting it up in two?
Hm. The POV shift in this area is awkward too. We go from Laura’s inner thoughts to Mira exploding on the phone. The transition threw me a little.
“He did not answer fast enough for her!”—unnecessary line
“so I was wondering…”—So,
“Mira hung up, and turned on”—Mira hung up and then
“She was almost expecting the skies…”—a bit misplaced. Considering that she’s in her room, it might be more fitting to have the roof collapse or the walls fall down.
“Fantasies sprang up…”—very odd to me. The colon threw me and this segment lacks clarity. I understand what you’re going for, but it reads too jumbled and frantic. something to consider.
“So Mira sat in the cafe, and not staring into space like usual.” Hm. So what’s she doing, if not staring into space? Consider, “Mira sat in the cafe, her usually blank stare suddenly focused.” ? up to you.
“so blatantly Laura had”—blatantly that Laura
“bursting out of her leaked away and sapped out of her”—sapped out of her is borderline redundant. maybe pick one or the other.
“infering his current”—inferring
good, simple close.
overall—
very busy. very bubbly. entertaining, for sure. good work there.
criticisms?
almost too busy. often awkward and clumsy. to me. could just be me. maybe consider tagging this piece with the iron a few times to try to work some of the wrinkles out. It’s a fast piece, but in order for fast to succeed, you’ve got to streamline it.
There seemed to be too much description of thoughts rather than depictions of actions. It read a little more like an essay than a story. On the other hand, I could clearly picture the scenes and the main character was well developed for such a short story.
what time was the lunch going to be? why was she carrying the tea she sold online? what the messages he left? it is good, just a little more description would help the reader.
“She was on a date.” You’ve already said this in the previous paragraph.
Mira is flighty, but some experiences showing how flighty she was in the past might help readers understand why she left the coffee shop.
What I like the most about this piece is the main charcter. Mira is lovable and relatable. The story is cute, but the pace needs some work.
It feels like you’re jumping from one event in the plot to another. I could hardly keep up with what was going on! At times like the phone conversation and the night before the date, it’s a good idea to linger. Explore Mira’s thoughts, create imagery in the scene around her, paint more of a picture instead of just explaining what happened next.
I think with a little addition in the detail department and some more elaboration, this could be an excellent story!
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