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Prompt: “S/he didn’t say”
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Snippet Sunday 9/4: The Nature Show. The Rain Dance
The image of rain has been rolling around in my head for quite a while. I was trying to figure out if it was supposed to be metaphoric or symbolic, but it just wasn’t coming to me. I guess I was trying too hard, because last night I cued up Youtube and listened to the sound of rain (my writing soundtrack lately) and started writing. Still not quite what I was going for, but it has been haunting me for a long time, so maybe now it’ll leave me alone!
Check it — The Nature Show, The Rain Dance:
Saturday Post: Writer’s Block Haiku
Am hunched over
QWERTY row. Brain is buzzing.
Maybe I need food.
I’m not hungry but
it’s something to do besides
take another nap.
The same line runs through
my mind like skipping record
the rest doesn’t come.
Whoever said that
writing was art in print form
deserves Nobel Prize.
Back to drawing board.
Same line over and over.
Soon the end will come.
Sunday Snip- Friday Night Poker Club
Today in my romp through my archive of posted work, I came upon a story I tried to write a few years ago but it didn’t take off. I got one good chapter and never wrote anymore. It was actually my first attempt at an Alternate Universe story and it was meant to continue around to the lives of all five members. What I got of it was okay. Maybe someday I’ll finish it or give it to someone who could make it work.
This snip is from Friday Night Poker Club (fan fiction):
A short time later, headlights lit up the living room as Justin pulled into the garage. “That’s my cue, I guess,” said Paul.
“Oh, you– you don’t have to go. Justin’s cool.”
“I know. I just… I’m beat anyway and I want to get my beauty sleep for tomorrow night,” he said, giving Lance a quick wink of an ocean blue eye. Paul and Justin passed each other on the way out, exchanging pleasantries toward each other.
“You look like a teenager, with that slapass grin on your face,” said Justin. “You get some?”
“No. But I got a date.” Lance shifted his weight from foot to foot, grinning like a fool.
“A date?” asked Justin, whipping around to face Lance. “Like, in public? Like a date, date? A pick you up, take you to dinner, go somewhere romantic and hold hands and kiss so people can beat you up and I have to murder people, date?”
“You’re so protective. I learned my lesson the last time. Paul isn’t out. He wants to stay that way. I respect that. We’ll go eat and catch a game at UCF. It’ll be fine. Okay?”
Justin’s frown was set like granite. His jaw twitched and his eyes were dark and the vein in his neck throbbed.
“Just be careful, alright? I can’t handle another episode like last time. Neither can mom. Just promise you’ll be careful.”
“I will be careful. I promise.” Lance nodded, his eyebrows raised, his bright green eyes glimmering.
Snippet Sunday 8.21: She Just Couldn’t Help Herself.
This was a response to a prompt from the Line by Line prompt community on LiveJournal. These were so useful for great exercises. You get a grouping of words and you have to use them in the piece. The words are: she just couldn’t help herself. Continue reading
Snippet Sunday 8/14: In-depth Evaluation
No rhyme or reason to today’s snippet. I picked a random chapter from a random story, copied and pasted whatever caught my eye. I’m kind of vain about this story though. I really enjoyed letting loose and writing this one. One of my faves.
From Same Time Next Week, enjoy today’s Snip!
#SnippetSunday- 8/7: Rescue Me (Part Duh)
I have no idea why I named it that, except the decision that my female MC, Gabby, needs to make is such a no brainer. Duh.
Here’s a snippet from that story, which will be posted in its entirety at the fanfiction archive and my personal archive.
“Your mom, she’s okay?”
“More than okay. It was just me and her for a long time, you know? She put herself through nursing school, put me through school. She made it work.”
“She must have given you your spunk.”
“If that’s what you want to call it, yeah. I’m proud of her. When I graduated, she went back for another degree. And then she married one of her doctors, so…” Gabby stopped to laugh.
A knowing smile broke across his face. He nodded. “So she’s doing just fine, huh?”
“Just fine,” she said, nodding back.
“So your… stepdad? Is he a good guy?”
“He’s the best thing to ever happen to her. He’s why she’s always after me to date and meet new guys. She wants me to be as happy as she is.” Gabby snorted a laugh. Like she could subscribe to the fairytale her mother tried to plant in her head.
“You sound like you don’t think that’s possible. People find love everywhere. Anywhere. You never know.”
Even on the Sunset Strip. Wait. What?
Et Voila. I hope you’ll read the rest later on today!
Snip, snip! It’s Snippet Sunday!
I guess I’m staying with that title for now. I decided, since I am writing the sequel to this story right now, to post a snippet of it today. Mostly since I haven’t really gotten that far on the sequel and I think I will be able to post a snip from that one next week.
This is from Rescue Me, Originally posted August 8, 2010:
He gave her a devilish half grin and rolled to his side. “So there’s a part in that movie, which we‘re probably missing right now, where Edward climbs the trellis outside Vivian’s place, like the Prince in her story. And when he gets to the Princess, he asks her, what happens after he climbs the tower and rescues her?”
“She rescues him right back.”
He smiled, stroking her cheek with the tips of his fingers. “I didn’t want to be here by myself, so I went out last night. I was in a room full of people but I was alone, and I was coming back to a house where I’d be alone. I probably wouldn’t have made it home, but then you came and rescued me. And I know you’re leaving town and all, but– ”
Barely audible, Gabby said, “You could rescue me right back.”
He laughed aloud, scooting closer to her. “That’s exactly what I was thinking I would do.”
You can find the entire story posted at my archive here or at the NF archive here.
Snippet Sunday: Rescue Me II
So, I mentioned a few days ago that I would no longer be participating in the official Six Sentence Sunday. I also mentioned that I would continue to post snippets and teasers, so I’m continuing the Sunday posts, just not for the #SixSunday Crew.
I need a new name for this feature. Calling it Snippet Sunday for now. Suggestions?
Anywhoozle, on to my sentences for today! They’re from the project I’m currently working on for Awesome August, a summer writing challenge at the NF archive. It is a sequel to the story I wrote last year, a cute little ditty that’s reminiscent of Pretty Woman. Enjoy, and please check out last year’s story and be sure to keep your eyes peeled for the new one! I haven’t decided what day I’ll post it but I’ll let you know when it’s up!
(BTW, Loyal Readers, YES I am quite evil, teasing you all like this, and YES I do plan to tease you with snippets until I post the entire story. It’s just the way I am!)
Six Sentence Sunday- 6/12: Debra & David
Today’s post is from the new project! Yay. I was editing and rewriting some scenes I wrote in April and decided I’d make this section my Sunday Six.
ETA– A little background: Debra is an Adminstrator at a Junior High school, married for 12 years to her high school sweetheart. David is a young, virile, man. He teaches P.E. at the school and is the opposite of Willard. His youth and the excitement of being with him makes him impossible to resist. Against her better judgement, she had an affair. The night before this scene, she’s just told her husband about David, so things are tense.
Enjoy!
Debra sputtered, her eyelids twitching in mounting irritation. “You thought I would just pack a bag and come see you the night after I tell my husband I want a divorce?”
“Not like that, but the whole point of coming clean was so that you could be free to live your life the way you want to live it, including coming to see me when you feel like it.”
“David, I have a twelve year old at home that doesn’t know her family is falling apart, so no…you will not be seeing me tonight.”
“Guess not, since you’re the boss,” he mumbled after along beat of silence, his frustration coming through loud and clear.
“That’s right, and don’t you forget it.”
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Six Sentence Sunday- 4/17
Welcome to another Six Sentence Sunday, a project that even YOU- yes YOU, unpublished, fledgling, wannabe, aspiring writer can participate in! Got a blog and at least six sentences? Sign up HERE and share them each Sunday!
I skipped last week because I didn’t want to join in again until I had something to share from the new project. I hesitate to call it a novel because if I do, then I get all overwhelmed and stop working on it. That said, I have some sentences from said new project.
In this scene, Maxine, a buxom, attractive, but terribly vain and overly self confident woman is stewing over a man she wants, but seems to be hopelessly attracted to her less attractive, more homely, girl-next-door friend. I love this scene because I can almost see her pouting and stomping her feet in a childish fit:
Maxine plunked her debit card onto the counter and slid it toward Ruby, not even listening to what the old lady was mumbling about.
Her mind was consumed with Malcolm. How had Renee managed to get an invite to dinner? And why had he seemed so happy to be sitting with her? And why hadn’t he shown the least bit of interest towards Maxine? She was irresistible—many, many men told her so.
That’s it for this Sunday! Please check out the other entries at or via the hashtag #sundaysix or #sixsunday on twitter.