Another Excerpt

Hi all! Things are stretched a bit thin right now, at work and at home, therefore limiting the time I've had to post. I'm taking a quick dinner break right now though and decided to post another excerpt of my "novel" to be. I don't know when I'll be picking it back up, but not before the new year at least.

This excerpt is from the beginning. It ties in with both my current job at the children's museum and also with the book I was reading at the time, which plays a key part in the story.

"As she stood there she heard a small girl talking to her mother about how excited she was to go to the children’s museum. “I want to play with the balls, and the hecilopter, and the doggie in the house.” Sally smiled at the young girl’s enthusiasm, and wondered if since she pronounced helicopter as ‘hecilopter,’ she also said ‘basghetti’ in stead of spaghetti.

“We’ll have to wait and see, sweetie, we don’t know how many other children will want a turn” the mother stated, bringing her sometimes boundless patience to bear with this her youngest, most energetic young child while trying to manage control of the girl’s two brothers. It seemed that for the moment, taking the train to down town Salt Lake City held even more promise of excitement to the boys than their destination. They soon started to run up and down the platform, bounding after each other with enthusiastic whoops of happiness and glee, barely heeding to their mother’s plea to “please settle down, there are other people here!”

Standing at the far end of the platform, Sally held the perfect spot to view the spectacle. While perhaps a little shocked at the mother’s limited control over her young ones, she also knew that the boundless energy young children generate must be released somehow, and found a simple joy and humor of her own by the combined performance of the rambunctious boys and the ever lengthening list of things the girl planned on doing seemingly instantaneously upon arriving at the museum. She determined that perhaps one day she would visit the place and find out if all of the things the charmingly blond girl described could possibly fit all in one place.

As she watched, she noticed an old gentlemen standing a few feet away, calmly gazing at her. His faded flannel shirt, worn out wind breaker and faded blue jeans told her this was a man who was no stranger to work. His bearing, however, seemed to be that of a dignified noble lord right out of one of any of the medieval books she had read over the years. The straightness of his posture, the assured and open expression on his face, and particularly the intelligent, dancing gleam in his eye gave him a presence that practically guaranteed respect from even the highest placed executive of the most successful corporations. Curious as to how she could have drawn the gaze of such a man, particularly in light of the scene being provided by the young trio, she took a few steps over and struck up a conversation with him. After exchanging vague pleasantries, he commented on the small hard bound book tucked under her arm, asking if she had read much of it and inquiring after her feelings on the book as a whole. Delighted to have already found someone to share her new treasure with, she gave him a brief synopsis of its contents, and how it came to be written. His questions slowly drew more out of her, and he soon began making comments that inspired her to make new connections both through the book and in what more she could draw from it to apply to her own situation and self-perspective."

So there you have it! Let me know what you think :)