Welcome to another edition of Open Book Blog Hop. This week’s question is: “How do you feel about the use of profanity, either in your stories or in what you read?
I have no sympathy for a character, especially a main character, who frequently speaks colorful language. Last year, I started a book in which the first-person narrator dropped an F bomb in every other sentence.
Needless to say, I didn’t get very far in that book. I suppose some people talk that way, but it isn’t pretty and isn’t necessary except under certain circumstances.
Let’s take, for example, the following passage from my forthcoming novel, Why Grandma Doesn’t Know Me. Daryl is, for the most part, a devout Catholic, not in the habit of swearing. He goes to Mass regularly with his family, and his children have attended parochial schools.
In the scene I’m about to share, he has been trying to work in his law office while grappling with the idea that his wife lied to him about his sixteen-year-old daughter not being his biological child. Then, his wife calls with more bad news, and down comes an S bomb.
I managed to muddle through somehow until about 12:30, when Marti called.
“They’re closing the girls’ schools early because of the storm. I locked the house when I left, thinking I’d be home before them, but I still have my one o’clock class, and our department chair suddenly scheduled a meeting for 4 p.m.”
“Oh, shit!” I said, staring out my window at swirling snow.
How about you? What do you think about characters who utter profanities? You can sound off in the comment field below or click here to participate in this week’s hop and read what others have to say.
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New! The Red Dress
Copyright July 2019 by DLD Books
When Eve went to her high school senior prom, she wore a red dress that her mother had made for her. That night, after dancing with the boy of her dreams, she caught him in the act with her best friend. Months later, Eve, a freshman in college, is bullied into giving the dress to her roommate. After her mother finds out, their relationship is never the same again.
Twenty-five years later, Eve, a bestselling author, is happily married with three children. Although her mother suffers from dementia, she still remembers, and Eve still harbors the guilt for giving the dress away. When she receives a Facebook friend request from her old college roommate and an invitation to her twenty-five-year high school class reunion, then meets her former best friend by chance, she must confront the past in order to face the future.