Six Sentence Sunday

Whoa! Sunday again. The weeks are going by far too fast. But, since it’s here, and there’s nothing that can be done about it, let’s power through. First, thanks to everyone who comes to my blog and reads and comments faithfully. It means the world to me. Second, thanks for taking time to visit on the anniversary of a great tragedy for our country. My heart and prayers go out to all those who lost someone and or felt the impact of that day. And third, it’s time for Six Sentence Sunday…!

Keeping with the trend of the last two weeks, this week’s snippet is from my one and only Contemporary IR Dearly Beloved. Until now we’ve been following our heroine, Renee, as she fights her attraction to our hero, Chris, her older brother’s best friend. This week we pick up where we left off last week with Renee still refusing to allow Chris into her house, but in Chris’s POV.

Chris tried to talk himself out of coming here with Drew—he did really! He wanted to be the good selfless friend Drew needed, but in the end, he was Chris. And Chris wasn’t known for his patience, but he’d given the ever mercurial Renée five years to run from their mounting attraction, what they could have, and he could wait no more. He even went as far as to stay with his grandparents in Flagstaff for over a year so he wasn’t tempted to cross the line before she could handle a relationship with him. But now, age was no longer a factor and neither of them was dating anyone—although, her seeing someone wouldn’t have mattered, he’d take her from whoever dared to touch her. See, he didn’t want to merely date her, he wanted her—completely.

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Six Sentence Sunday

Well, hey there, hi there, ho there everybody! I hope your weekend has been wonderful and I’m sure it’s getting better, considering most people have Monday off—Yes! Anyhoot, I just wanted to thank everyone who stops in regularly and comments on my Six Sentence Sunday posts. It means the world to me. Although I don’t get to respond to everyone individually, know you’re in my gratitude.

This week I’m continuing with excerpts from Dearly Beloved my one and only IR Contemporary Romance. This clip picks up with Renée’s not so grudging scrutiny of her brother’s best friend Christopher after they arrive at her home.

As always, Chris stood sure of himself: tall and straight with his broad shoulders back, absurdly large, muscular arms crossed over a wide lickable chest. No. Not lickable, disgusting, his absurdly large, muscular arms crossed over a wide lick—disgusting chest. Shit!

Standing must be making her light headed. It had to be because Hell would freeze over, thaw out, and then freeze over again before she licked his chest. Half the Arizona female population had licked that chest and she’d be damned if she got added to his roster.

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Poetry For The Week From The Pied Piper

Ugly On The Inside

Outside I may seem put together and so strong.

Everyone in the world sees this too, so how could they be wrong?

Perfectly groomed, not a hair out of place.

Make-up immaculate on a brown skinned Botticelli face.

But, inside alone is all that I am. At times it’s all I think I’ll ever be.

Yet, everyone asks, “How could a girl so beautiful be lonely?”

As if there could ever be an answer that would suffice.

As if I haven’t asked myself the same question once or twice.

Was I not enough?

Did I not give to the poor?

Is this eternal solitude a wish made by an enemy with an unsettled score?

If only everyone would stop and peer into my eyes, look deep.

Maybe they’d find the biggest secret I keep.

So, next time we’re together and you say goodbye…

Stare, you’ll notice I’m trying hard not to cry.

Peer under the make-up, the nice clothes, the hair.

Because that’s where it’s laid out bare:

The wounded soul of a lonely woman…who just wanted someone to care.

~Wilt Reese

Six Sentence Sunday

Greetings everyone! It's Sunday once again and you know what that means. Six Sentence Sunday! Today I'm moving on from Astrid Walker and taking you on a little trip to Contemporary Romance land. This is my one and only Contemporary, Coming-of-Age Romance titled Dearly Beloved.

Dearly Beloved is the story of a jaded, young, Black woman suffering from PTSD  who goes on a literal and internal trip of self-discovery with friends twenty-two years after being adopted by a Caucasian family. On this trip she learns: sometimes water is thicker than blood and that love can come in the most unlikely of places. This excerpt is from the first interaction between the heroine and the hero...her older brothers best friend.
        
          “Andrew,” Renée said in a deceptively sugar sweet voice, glaring daggers a few inches up and over her brother’s shoulder, “aren’t you breaking some leash law for your dog?”

“I’ve missed you too, Renée,” Chris greeted in his sinfully deep baritone, which sent tingles shooting down her spine and a rush of liquid fire pooling between her legs.

Damn, him!

           In black cargo shorts, falling just past his knees, flip-flops, black muscle shirt and dark black tinted Oakley’s hiding his Windex blue eyes, he looked…disgusting! No, she would not think of anything but how gross he looked with his surfer boy blond hair, perfectly tanned muscular calves, arms, and rock hard upper body. If looks could kill…he’d be a nuclear weapon.

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Six Sentence Sunday

Wow! Sunday seems to come faster and faster each week, doesn't it? Once again I'm excited to announce another Six Sentence Sunday. That's the good news. The bad news, depending on how you want to take it, is that this is the last excerpt I'll be putting up from my recently completed manuscript Astrid Walker. So, without further ado, here's my six for this week picking up from right where we left off last Sunday:

Confused, Astrid turned around in circles, scanning, attempting to orient herself to the abrupt change of scenery. She glanced down, and damn near pissed her pants at what she saw.

           Wait, could an astral being piss their pants? She didn’t know, but squeezing her eyes closed tight then opening them again, she thought, if there ever were a time for the theory to be tested, it’d be now. Because, yep, she definitely wasn’t in her room anymore. Astrid wiggled her toes in the grainy, warm, broken granules, shifting just her eyes, she gazed down—sand.

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Six Sentence Sunday

Happy Sunday everyone! Wow! Sunday already. The week goes far too fast. As you all are becoming accustomed to, it's Six Sentence Sunday. The time authors get together and share six sentences from a work in progress, a completed work, or a published novel.

Today, by popular demand, we again meet Astrid from my completed Supernatural Thriller with romantic elements manuscript Astrid Walker. If you haven't heard about her please check the last couple Sunday posts and check her out. We rejoin Astrid right after she touches the picture of her friend while in her astral body...
            Coming out of her previous crouch, Astrid rose to her full height. Unsteady on her feet, she reached to steady herself on the dresser. It wasn’t there. She blinked repeatedly to clear her still unfocused vision. Like an unexpected flash of a camera, when next she opened her eyes, a bright light assaulted her.
            No, it wasn’t light. It was…the sun.

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Six Sentence Sunday

Howdy Doody, everyone?! I doody fine. In what is becoming a grand tradition, it is time for Six Sentence Sunday. What's Six Sentence Sunday? A day where several authors post six sentence clips from either their work in progress, something published, or something they've written. I've been doing it for weeks now and I'm here to share mine with you.

Below you'll find another excerpt from my finished manuscript Astrid Walker. A Supernatural Thriller with romantic elements, it's about a woman suffering from nightmare induced insomnia. Upon a suggestion from a friend, she takes a sleep-aid that instead of helping her sleep has a couple scary side-effects...astral projection and dream-walking. This excerpt shows her first experience with dream-walking, she's staring at a picture of her best friend--who doesn't believe her experience--while in her astral body....

“I’m crazy,” she scoffed in her echoic, dreamy, bell voice, “puh-lease. You dress up like Marilyn Monroe for Halloween and I’m the crazy one.” She touched Davin’s image with the tip of her pointer finger—and froze.

A queasy feeling rolled over her.

Eyes focused on the photo, it blurred, rippled as if it were liquid, a loud whooshing rushed through her ears.

Her vision unfocused as if scrambled, it wobbled, shifted—changed.

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