Six Sentence Sunday - Episode Fifteen

As promised, we are now going inside Lilly Young's head, in a new scene that continues right after her visit to Lewis Hunter's butcher shop.  To read that scene in its entirety, click HERE.

I pulled in front of the hospital, to wait for Nick. Nobody asked me to move the Porsche, even though I had blatantly ignored the NO PARKING signs that decorated the entrance bay. When he appeared, moving swiftly towards the revolving doors, I felt momentarily plunged onto the runway of a fashion show.

Nicholas Blake made scrubs look elegant.

Even under the hospital's harsh lighting that reached out into the dusk, Nick was the picture of tall and handsome, but he wasn't dark. His face - his divine face - appeared starkly pale in the half light, almost ethereal.  
 

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Happy Father's day!

Six Sentence Sunday - Episode Fourteen

Good day all!

Yes, this is SSS Episode 14...Because even though there was no official SSS last week, I still posted. Scroll down to the previous post to read Episode 13.  If you would like to read the entire scene from RESET from the beginning, click HERE.  You'll have to scroll all the way down through the "older posts" to start at Episode One.

And of course, to find out how to participate in this awesome weekly blog hop, visit the new improved Six Sentence Sunday site!  After 9 a.m on Sunday, you can find the list of links to the hundred plus talented writers who have thrown in their Six this week!

Hopefully I'll figure out my new smartphone so I can read and comment on Sunday - otherwise, I will get to reading as many Sixes as I can on Monday - as I procrastinate for work.

And finally, here is the final bit of this scene!  Next week - I change POVs and questions may be answered...Or not!

"I'd better go," she said, still not going.
"Yes." Because I didn't trust myself to linger in her presence any longer, I snatched up my apron and pushed through the door, leaving it swinging to and fro, like an unasked question. 
When I heard the jingle of the bell as the door closed, I collapsed against the wall.
I would not ruin her life.  Again.

Cheers!

Six Sentence Sunday - Episode Thirteen...Kinda

Drat, wrote my post, then went to sign up and there is no SSS this week! So, this is an "Unofficial Six".  Anyone else do a "Six" this week?  Let me know by commenting and I'll be sure to visit! Remember, every Sunday (except this one), you can read other great snippets written by the talented writers who participate in Six Sentence Sunday by clicking HERE.

To read from the beginning of this scene in RESET, click HERE.

I watched her swallow uncomfortably. Then she smiled. It was tentative, but it still lit up the room.

“I'm Lillian Young.” She extended a hand over the counter. “But please call me Lilly. Lillian sounds like someone's grandmother.”

I looked at her hand, hovering in space, but made no move to take it. “I know who you are,” I said, and slid the wrapped packet towards her.

Happy Sunday all!

Six Sentence Sunday - Episode Twelve

YIKES!  Sorry all.  I am not sure my writerly dreams will come to fruition this year - at least this spring / summer.  Darn day job!  Busy, busy with whopping marketing reports for two clients...Well, you could say writing a marketing report is sort of similar to fiction writing!

I'm back with SSS.  However, I won't be able to comment until probably Monday and I can't wait to see what I missed!

Continuing in RESET - the Butcher Shop scene.  To read the whole scene since Episode One, click HERE.

She tried to cross her arms in front of her, but her parka was so bulky, she gave up, letting her hands slide into the pockets instead. “I find old memories fascinating,” she said.



“Do you.” I had meant it to sound like a question.


“Yes,” she said, still defensive. “Who doesn't?”


“I don't.”

And the mystery deepens...Thanks to all who continue to stop by, even when I can't be as dedicated a Blogger as I'd like. 
 
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Happy Sunday!

Six Sentence Sunday - Episode Eleven

From RESET (of course).  Continuing where we left off last week, still Lewis Hunter's POV. If you're interested in reading this scene from the very beginning, go HERE.

She pushed herself away from the counter, away from me.
"I just wondered because I've never seen any photos of this place in the archives,” she said.

“Archives?” I frowned.
“The Martinsburg Historical Society.”
Now my smile felt so ironic, I was sure she would notice. “A history buff, are you?”

The Martinsburg Historical Society HQs, right beside Belle Boyd House and across the street from the historic B&O Roundhouse.

As always, a big thank you to everyone who stops by to read and comment!  Go HERE for links to over 100 other Sixes.  Yes that's right - there are over 100 participants in SSS!  Wow!

Six Sentence Sunday - Episode Ten

Continuing in RESET...
Lewis Hunter is desperately hoping that Lilly won't recognize him...

Disclaimer - this is sorta more than 6 sentences, but it was hard to break the thoughts and dialogue, so I left them together, and I would HATE to leave you all hanging LOL!

“Have you really been around since 1934?” she asked. 

My smile faltered.

Her next sentences tumbled out in a rush.  “The sign out front says…I mean, of course you haven't! Maybe a grandfather? Great-Uncle?” The words tripped over each other, left her cheeks flushed pink.

No questions! "My grandfather." I held my breath.

“Oh. That makes sense," she said, but continued to study me, her face a picture of perplexity.  She leaned in, as if for closer inspection, and I stepped back, fearing what I'd do if she crossed that line I'd drawn - the one that kept her safe.

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Oh, and happy Mother's Day to all the moms out there! 

Next week:  Things might get answered...or they might not!

Six Sentence Sunday - Episode Nine

Continuing in RESET.

Last week, we left Lewis Hunter speculating who the third steak was for.

Outside the shop, a car's horn sounded and we both turned, instinctively orienting ourselves to the obnoxious sound.

As soon as I saw the Porsche parked in front of the shop, my eyes bugged. “Nice car.”

“It's not mine,” she clarified, too quickly. 

Boyfriend’s car. The brown paper tore a little under my hand.

“You're not Melvin Hunter, are you?” she blurted next.

I managed a smile. "No."

Her mouth thinned, lips pressed together in frustration.
 
As always, check out the other fabulous Sixes from a wealth of pubbed and non-pubbed authors alike - linked HERE.
 
If you want to read back to the beginning of this scene between Lilly Young and Lewis Hunter, click HERE.
 
Happy Reading!

Six Sentence Sunday - Episode Eight

Last week, we left Lewis wondering if perhaps Lilly does remember...Something...

I'm at a dog trial this weekend  (see the "Me" tab on this blog to find out what that's all about!) so won't be able to comment on all the other great authors' Six Sentences until Monday. 

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I turned away. “Should I wrap those filets for you?”

“Um. Sure.” 

“How many?” 

“Three.” 

Three. One of her parent’s friends? Or a boyfriend? I wrapped the steaks. My hands were clumsy, fingers sticking to the tape.

Happy reading!

Six Sentence Sunday - Episode Seven

Continuing from last week...

Lilly has just almost fainted (or something) as she scrutinizes Lewis Hunter in the butcher shop. He laughs when she tells him she's a vegetarian - a private joke? Remember, he likes his own meat almost raw...

She worried at her bottom lip, an endearing and surprisingly sexy tick. “That's not why I felt ill, though.”

Still staring at me with flinty eyes, she stood, her legs unfolding like snow-bent trees after a thaw; gracefully, slowly, as if she expected them to buckle again under some invisible weight that only I could see.

This was not good.

When she was being whisked away on the stretcher, she had met my eyes - called me her angel.

Had she been lucid?

Happy Sunday!

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Six Sentence Sunday - Episode Six

From RESET.

Continuing the awkward little scene in the butcher shop between Lewis Hunter - a half human who is trying to lay low and NOT be recognized - especially by Lilly Young.

When she looked up, her color was distinctly better and her gaze--somehow both mortified and accusing - took up where it had left off, searching my face for some hint.

I looked down, only then noticing that I still sported my red-stained apron. Darker, older blood that no amount of bleach could remove lay underneath the fresh stains. I looked like a grisly Edvard Munch painting, one entitled 'Penance'.

I removed it hastily, tossing it behind the counter.

"I'm a vegetarian,” said Lilly.

I laughed.

Read the Sixes from all the other participants by clicking HERE. Happy SUNday. Yes! It finally is sunny here. Feels like spring at last!

Six Sentence Sunday - Episode Five

Taking off (almost) from last week's snippet from RESET.

Half human Lewis Hunter is serving Lilly in the butcher shop where he works, trying to remain anonymous, hoping she doesn't remember him. She is scrutinizing him, trying to place him...

Possible Lewis Hunter? (I had Alex Pettyfer in my mind, but seems like he's going to be overly used LOL) Image source

“Are you okay?” It was something a concerned stranger might ask. “You don't look so good."

I was good at lying, after so much practice.

She pulled off her woolen hat. Her glorious chestnut hair spilled forward as she put her head between her knees.

"It’s okay,” she said, voice shaking. “It’ll pass in a minute.”

To be continued...

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Six Sentence Sunday - Episode Four

This is too much fun!

This snippet is also from RESET.

Last week, we left off with the enigmatic, half human Lewis Hunter experiencing a flashback when he goes to serve a customer in the butcher shop where he works.

“This would make great filets,” I said, pointing to an expensive piece of tenderloin.

She was looking at me - scrutinizing me, a crease deepening between her lovely blue-gray eyes.

I pulled my ball cap further down. She doesn’t know me. She cannot know me.

“Do I…?” Her hand gripped the counter.

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Happy reading!

Six Sentence Sunday - Episode Three

Bleh.

So I have not done very well this week on Twitter or Facebook or blogging. However I did get other stuff accomplished and I managed 1000 words every morning on my rewrite of RESET.

Celebrate the little wins, right?

I learned that my first 25 (again, RESET) ended up as Runner Up (4th out of the 5 finalists) in the NTRWA Great Expectations Contest. I could let myself be disappointed with not "placing", especially when I was hoping to be able to at least write "contest winner" in my Query Bio instead of nothing!

(I read on an agent blog - of course can't find the link now -that (agents) don't want to see "my manuscript was runner up in the such and such contest", they want to see "my manuscript won the such and such contest". Not sure how true that is?)

However, for my first stab at a novel, and with zero writing credentials and learning about craft as I bumble along, I'm pretty proud! The Great Expectations contest organizers informed me that there were a record number of entries in my category (Specialized), and that the competition was fierce.

But yeah. I'm so entering more contests!

Okay, on to Six Sentence Sunday! Don't forget to browse through all the other participants' entries. Go HERE for list. Who knows? Perhaps' you'll catch a glimpse of a future million dollar best seller!

Last week, Lewis Hunter (a half human, half... )was just about to serve an unknown customer in his butcher shop. Read back two weeks to see the beginning of Lewis' story.

A woman bundled in hat and scarf was leaning over the refrigerated display case. “What do you suggest?” she asked, turning.

And suddenly my haven was no longer safe.

A hundred images flipped through my mind like an insanely-paced slide show. Lilly lying beside me on the little pebbled beach by the river; Lilly laughing as she chased her dog, trying to pry a ball from his jaws; Lilly standing on tiptoe so she could reach my lips.

Lilly dying.

Happy reading and writing!

Six Sentence Sunday - Episode Two

Happy Daylight Savings Time.

Or not. It's hard losing that hour of sleep! Coffee, coffee, coffee...

This week's SSS installment - an official entry - is again from RESET. This excerpt (almost) follows last week's and we are still in Lewis Hunter's head.

Seeing Lilly thrashing in the throes of her vision, and then risking everything to sit - for those few precious moments - by her bed in the hospital… It had rattled me so much that I forgot my rules about catering to my human half.

“I am human.” It sounded good to say it out loud every so often.

But don’t forget what else you are.

I scowled, nearly cutting off my thumb when the front bell chimed.

Take some time and read through the other entries. You can find the list of links HERE after 9 am Eastern.

Happy reading!

Six Sentence Sunday!

I stumbled across this blog a couple of weeks ago. It's not really a contest, per say, but more a place to share and comment on little snippets of writing. And hey, we can all learn from each other. Though I am not sure how to participate officially, I thought I might participate unofficially, just for fun.


I am struggling to keep up with writing, social networking, our farm and animals and a new job, but I hope I'll get back into the groove again when I've got my new routine down. (Gah, someone please give me Twitter tips - I really, really suck at Twitter!) In the meantime, this will be an easy way to ensure at least a weekly blog post!

This week's Six Sentence Sunday "entry" is from RESET (currently undergoing huge rewrite #3). This one tells us something about Lewis Hunter, the hero (who in my head looks exactly like Alex Pettyfer *swoon*).


Melvin Hunter’s Butcher Shop, established 1934, was both haven and prison.

It was a haven for my anonymity; this was not a place a girl like Lilly took a second glance at a man. Even if she ever set foot inside the door, which was about as likely as me turning vegan, she would just see a guy in a green ball cap and a bloodstained apron.

It was a prison for the very same reason, and I was on self-directed lockdown. At least I had an unlimited supply of steak. Yesterday, I hadn’t even bothered cooking it at all.


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