Six Sentence Sunday: Nano Four
For this week’s Six Sentence Sunday I have another six from my current NaNoWriMo work (click to learn more about the plot, in case you are very confused!) This being NaNo, it has not been edited at all yet 🙂 This is the last Sunday of November, so the last one from Parallel Loves for a while! ### Roland bent down in front of Reece, still holding the gun, and took hold of his left leg with the other hand. Reece licked his lips. He could see a line of sweat along his father’s reeceeding hairline. “Dad, please, don’t do this.” Roland gave a firm yank and pulled the wooden leg off. “You will listen to me,” Roland...
Read MoreSix Sentence Sunday: NaNo Three
For this week’s Six Sentence Sunday I have another six from my current NaNoWriMo work (click to learn more about the plot, in case you are very confused!) This being NaNo, it has not been edited at all yet 🙂 ### On the far side from the bed was a chest of drawers and sitting on top was a picture. From the corner of her eye Faith saw him tense as she noticed it. Her fingers gripped the window ledge more tightly when she realized what it was. In charcol gray she saw her own face. Her thirteen year old self was staring back at her, eyes wide and lips slightly parted. Tears pooled in her ten years older eyes as she turned back to the man who had captured what she looked like the first moment she saw...
Read MoreSix Sentence Sunday: NaNo Two
I’m back for my third foray into Six Sentence Sunday with another six sentences from my current NaNoWriMo work… ### “Trent, seriously, we have to be realistic here. We’re not ever going to be able to be together. We can’t even touch! This is ridiculous.” Trent bit his lip. “I can’t keep doing this,” Talia whispered....
Read MoreSix Sentence Sunday: NaNo One
The six sentences for this week are from the NaNoWriMo novel that I’m working on, so this is prose that has not yet been polished at all! Read the other Six Sentence entries here. Read more about my story here. ### He pushed open the door and his eyes met those of the owner. Reece nodded his head and brought his hands in front of him in a greeting gesture. The owner nodded back. Then he looked down at Reece’s pants. Reece made sure not to follow the gaze, to remain confident that his handicap was not visible. He had even taken special care this morning to make sure his shoes matched....
Read More6 Sentence Sunday
This is my first time participating in “Six Sentence Sunday.” It’s another short writing blog game and I’ve been having so much fun with Romantic Friday Writers, that I’m going to try this one too. Here are my six sentences, which are an excerpt from my novel (W)hole… ### “May I cut in?” They both stopped moving and broke apart. Elizabeth turned and saw the man from the river and her stomach seized up. He was even more beautiful close up. “Are you serious?” Robert said, but the man wasn’t looking at him. He held out his hands to Elizabeth....
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What Is Meant To Be
Second draft
Homework & Homicide (working title)
Second Draft
Book Montage
RFW winner October 7, 2011
