Waterfalls (2012)
“She struggled to unwedge herself from the floor of the cab.
“Only one problem,” the man said. “Starfish live in salt water, and ducks swim in fresh water.”
“It’s only a story,” Meredith protested, one arm grabbing the seat and the other one pushing against the underside of the dashboard. Her right leg had fallen asleep.
“Nevertheless, integrity of story is the crucial element in all quality fiction,” he said.
Meredith raised her eyebrows and took a good look at this guy. “Gabriel Kalen,” she said slowly. “Gabriel Kalen said that in his book, The Art of Story. I quote him all the time in my workshops.”
Now Mr. Wartman’s eyebrows arched with apparent interest.
Meredith was unstuck enough to pull her body out of the cramped space. She raised herself onto the seat without the slightest bit of grace and wondered if this man had figured out yet that she was the nightmarish, avocado-faced vision that had greeted him less than an hour earlier. If he did know, he wasn’t letting on.
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