I know I missed last week, but I was out of town on a NoseWork Trial with #TeamOscar, who did amazing, thank you for asking! In case you’re wondering how the writing is going, it’s been kind of influenced by the losses I’ve incurred over the last few weeks… to include the loss of our own Brad Vance in the last 24 hours.
To people who know and love me, I’m not dangerous and my crisis plan is still in place.
Now on to the reason we’re here—
My Snippet this week comes from my WIP, To Keep Me Safe, which was previously known as I Feel You. It comes from the prologue, and I hope you like it.
I’ve never seen water move like that. I know I’ve never seen the ocean connect with the sky. I huddle in the blanket, still shivering almost violently as I stare across the cab of the van, wondering what I’d have seen if I’d not grasped the hand reaching for mine.
Would I have seen a different world? Would Momma’s faith be true to writ? Would this be… would I be over?
Tears mix with seawater as I burrow deeper in the blanket, watching as we pull into the hotel parking lot and I see Prue standing there.
More to come soon!
Happy Saturday morning! Here’s my Snippet, and I tried to stay closer to the six sentence goal this time. It made it quite the tease, though. Hope you like! From my current WIP, here’s my Snippet…
I lead her out of the bathroom and into the living room where Lux says, pointing to Quinn, “So this is how you got better tickets and backstage passes.”
I smile, and turn my eyes to Danny. “No, actually…” I clasp my free hand over the top of Danny’s and say, “Danny Saris, this is Lux Hill. She’s one of my best friends. Lux, Danny’s…”
“—Her girlfriend…” My raven-haired companion turns to face me, blushing a little, and her voice is soft. “That is… if you’ll have me.”
Hope you enjoy!
So I’m a few hours late to posting, but I didn’t want to miss it! I’m working hard to make sure I keep writing because it’s truly one of the only things keeping me going right now, since my broken brain is in disagreement with the consensus of family and friends.
Another clip from I Feel You, my current WIP, and yes, I ran a little long at the mouth. Enjoy!
She takes a black Sharpie marker and signs her name across the picture in the tourbook. Then she takes my hands in hers, saying softly, “Lyth, you don’t have to be nervous with me. I promise I’m no big deal—“
“But you are!” I protest, and she shakes her head.
“No, I’m not. You are, Lyth.” She looses my hands then, and I absorb her retort as she signs the promotional picture, and turns her eyes onto my fiction. “And what is this?”
“It’s my… uhm… my book. I based the main character—o-on you.” I swallow hard, finally chancing a quick glance up into her face. “Uhm… Jaylin is a Slayer.”
Her perfect lips, rounded into an O now spread in a wide smile and she gives an approving nod as she blushes ever so slightly. Running her free hand through her thick sable curls, she grins, hushing, “I like that. Jaylin’s a kick ass name for a vampire slayer! Would you like—”
I’m nodding before she finishes asking the question. “Ye-Yes. Could you sign it as J-Jaylin Rayne?” My voice trembles and my insides are all a whirl again as I spell the Slayer’s name for her. What is happening here? I think to myself. Is she flirting with me? She can’t be… can she?
See you next week!
This marks my return to the Sunday Snippets after a 3 year hiatus. This also marks my first public post regarding any new writing. It comes from my current manuscript, which is F/F, though it has elements of M/M with Quinn and René.
Without further ado, here’s my submission, albeit, a few sentences longer than 6 sentences due to sentence length.
I slowly turn my head, not knowing what I will find when I turn, but fairly certain it won’t be a good thing, and yet it’s… René Lyons. I quirk an eyebrow as he continues.
“Holy shit, it is you!” His pitch-lined eyes flicker to the beautiful woman behind me, her hands at my waist, and the gorgeous man in whose lap I sit.
“Holy shit, babe! It’s been for fucking ever!” He laughs wickedly, pouncing onto the couch next to Quinn. “Weren’t you supposed to be getting home tomorrow?”
Quinn cackles, sliding a hand into René’s longish hair, nuzzling his nose. “Surprise, babe!”
I snort in amusement, lifting merry eyes up to Danny’s as I reach for her. “I take it that’s Quinn’s lover?”
She nods, biting my lower lip. “It would appear so. Whatever gives me more time with these lips and these hands are okay by me.”
“Fuck… I’m putting a ring on this, Quinn.”
Hope you like!
Apologies for missing the last couple of weeks (and for being late to the mark posting this one today!!!), but here’s my six. It’s taken from the same WIP in #2, Touch My World. It’s from Chapter 3, and it’s part of a dream.
I turn to him, my hands moving to rest on his chest. “How will we live, Gannicus? Do you believe we will win this war?”
His hands frame my face, his thumbs tracing my cheekbones. “I believe that we travel with Spartacus, and that we will crest these mountains, and that we will live a calm life in the valley below until the end of our days. We will raise this child and watch him grow into a man and father children of his own.”
Here’s the next go at the Six Sentence Sunday. Today’s comes from a WIP I have called Touch My World and it comes from my Angels All Fire series. The main characters are Gannicus and River. The story is written in first person present, so here goes:
“Unnatural,” she hisses. “I can see it.”
I don’t let her see how those five words unnerve me, saying back, “I wish he’d never met you… you empty-headed, cold-hearted Barbie doll.”
She can’t say what she wants because if she does, then she reveals herself to us both and to her family and I would bet all that I own that her laws state she cannot do so, Gannicus hushes to my mind as I hold her gaze. Blink.
I do as he tells me, though I do it slowly to keep the tears from falling as he hands me his pocket square.