She had arrived, full of expectation and anticipation. She had been waiting for this day with impatience ever since she had last seen him – now over a week ago, but not quite two. But oh, how it felt like such a long time! Sitting down on a chair in the staffroom and taking out her book, she pretended to read while secretly listening attentively to every voice in the hallway. To her dismay, the voice she had so hoped to hear failed to be heard: he was not here today. Oh, the sadness! How, in the space of that realisation, did it kill all her eagerness! She had longed to see him and to speak to him, to tell him about some adventure she had had just the other day (she knew he would have chuckled); she felt her excitement today would have crushed her usual shyness and awkwardness around him, that she would have been chirpy, free and happy. The joy of him that could have been! Instead, the disappointment of a longing so easily, so innocently crushed! The sadness of enduring the absence of one so beloved!!
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She’s waiting hoplessly for him, because it is a routine that she finds him there, so when he is not there then she waits and waits and both, missing that person and the memory of the previous times come up.
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One idea when you describe in your novel: You explain that she is excited, you could go into the details and paint an image of the excitement, not in a plain sexual way but put her romantic feelings and fears together: her heart beat, maybe dry lips, anxiety, warm belly, nervousness or impatience. This makes us feel with her.
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That’s a good idea! The great thing is with a novel I can include many more details like these.
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