#SixSentenceSunday - Week 10

Happy #SixSentenceSunday!

This week I spent most of my time going through my WIP and revising it to remove any instances of passive voice so I didn't get a whole lot more written. I wanted to catch the passive voice before I got much farther into the manuscript. So, this week's six sentences follows pretty closely to what my previous six were.

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From Guardians:

The sun glinted across her car, and on the shattered remnants of her driver’s side window that littered the ground. Horrified, Alana ran over to her car, careful of all the broken class. At first glance, nothing else seemed damaged, just the window but Alana was afraid to disturb anything until the cops were there. Broken glass was everywhere, what wasn’t on the ground was all over the driver’s seat and the floor of the car.

It was unusual that there was even any glass on the ground at all. If someone tried breaking in the car, most of the glass should be on the inside, not outside. 

Thank you for reading!

#SixSentenceSunday - Week 9

Hey - two weeks in a row! I'm on a roll! Perhaps there is hope for me yet.  Best yet is the fact that I have actually gotten back into the nitty-gritty and made some real progress with my WIP, Guardians. I was beginning to think that perhaps it was going to be relegated to the "drawer" along with my previous unfinished novel. *fingers crossed* I will keep going!

So here's a snippet of what I've done this week for my #SixSentenceSunday submission. This is a good way to keep my on task. I need to have something new to put in every week! :)


From Guardians:

Curtis became pensive. “The triskele has power, if you believe the old legends. Some of the books your grandmother bought have information about it.”

“But they are just legends, right?”

He shrugged. “Depends on who you talk to.

Thanks for reading! What do your sentences say?

#SixSentenceSunday - Week 8 ... kind of

For those of you that had been reading  my snippets for #SixSentenceSunday probably wondered what hole I fell into - I'm not even sure myself. Apparently my muse up and left. I haven't even been participating in the weekly flash fiction contests as much as I used to do. I still try but the mojo has been lacking. Thankfully, I think my muse came back with my mojo (my mind thinks back to the Austin Powers movie when Dr. Evil takes a vial of Austin's mojo while he's frozen in statis ... LOL yes, my mind is a weird place). So, I finally signed up for #SixSentenceSunday again and hope to continue with my WIP. I'm nearing the end of what I've already written so time to put myself to task. Everything is outlined, so I just gotta put it down on paper (or type - since this is obviously a website). LOL

Enjoy this installment of my six sentences. Peruse my blog for the rest of my submissions if this piques your interest. From Guardians

Curtis face darkened. “Look, miss, I’m not sure what game you are trying to pull. Evelyn Quinlan changed my diapers a time or two when I was young and our families were close. If anyone survived that accident, I would have known. Not only that, everyone in this town knows about the horrible tragedy that the family suffered. So for you to parade around here as Evelyn’s long dead granddaughter is just not right and is high offensive.”

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