Happy Memorial Day!

Americans far and wide celebrate Memorial Day today, remembering those whose sacrifice allow us the freedoms we enjoy every moment of our lives. Regardless of who is President, our country is protected by the brave men and women who put our safety and security above their own. Today, no prompt will be posted in memory of those who allowed us to write and create without fear.

Arlington National Cemetery, Arlington, VA

Thank you.

#SixSentenceSunday - Week 7

Today is also another #SixSentenceSunday which means another snippet of my WIP, Guardians. Check out the website for more information and to check out hundreds of other authors who participate in #SixSentenceSunday.

Alana was more interested what was in the back corner shelves where people didn’t often look, where the mystic, arcane, and darker subjects gathered.

As much as she tried, she couldn’t imagine her sweet old grandmother with her nose buried in those types of books. Perhaps there was more to Evelyn than Alana ever realized. The idea shook Alana more than she cared to admit. Evelyn was the one person in her family she thought she knew the most. If there was a part of Evelyn that Alana didn’t know, that opened so many doors to what else Alana didn’t know about her, and by extension, Robert.

Thanks for reading! What will your six sentences say?

#SixSentenceSunday - Week 6

Happy Mother's Day!

Today is also another #SixSentenceSunday which means another snippet of my WIP, Guardians. Check out the website for more information and to check out hundreds of other authors who participate in #SixSentenceSunday.

Alana wasn’t sure exactly what the purpose was in boxing these particular books up unless Evelyn decided she didn’t want them before she died. When Alana gave a cursory glance over the titles, they were definitely not the same genre of books that graced the shelves in the living room. These were more esoteric and supernatural in nature, dealing with subjects like the power of good and evil inherent in people, the soul, and the afterlife among others.

These were books that Alana never remembered Evelyn ever talking about or reading. She wasn’t around much after college so perhaps it was a subject her grandmother picked up during that time, but it still seemed so strange. Deciding to hold onto those books for awhile until she could go through them more thoroughly, she pushed them to the side. 

Thanks for reading!  What will your six sentences say?

#SixSentenceSunday - Week 5

Ever so slowly, I'm getting back into the swing of things. I've done a few runs of flash fiction to get my head back in the game, which has been helping. My schedule changes next week so hopefully that means more time for writing! :) If this is your first visit to my site, please check out Six Sentence Sunday for more information.

Here's another six sentences of Guardians, my current WIP.

Alana looked up and flashes of the images returned. Blood was everywhere, and evil spirits swirled around a car that was smashed beyond recognition. A baby cried, piercing the sudden quiet.

She gasped and squeezed her eyes shut as tight as she could. When she re-opened them, everything was back to normal. No blood, no smashed car, no spirits. 

Thanks for reading! What will your six sentences say?

#SixSentenceSunday - Week 4

Once again, work has kept me very busy but I'm still trying to keep my head in the game, aided by the #SixSentenceSunday project/blogroll and Cara Michael's #WIP500.

I completely forgot to post last week for #SixSentenceSunday but I didn't this week! :) Woo! (added note: this was supposed to post this morning but I wasn't paying attention to the date when I scheduled the post and had it set up for tomorrow. Sigh.)

Without further delay, I bring you my six sentences from Guardians.

All the friendliness didn’t do a thing to dispel the anxiety that was coursing through Alana. She tried to fight the urge to look behind her. David seemed to pick up on her tension, looked at her with concern, and kept any further conversations with people to a minimum.

They turned the corner of the block towards town hall and as Alana looked up, she stopped in shock. She was completely unprepared for the sudden assault of images in her mind. What was happening?

What will your six sentences say?

#SixSentenceSunday - Week 3

I'm really starting to like the #SixSentenceSunday project/blogroll. It is helping me keep my WIP on my mind even while my day job sucks the life out of me. I joke ... I enjoy my job usually but it takes up a lot of my time.

Here's my next six from Guardians

“That’s quite an unusual necklace you have, Alana. I’ve only seen one other like it.”

“Oh, this?” Alana touched the pendant, running a finger along the spiral. “My grandmother gave this to me when I turned thirteen. I always wear it, and now I feel like I have a part of her with me at all times. She had one just like it, too.”

So last week, she was hearing noises and voices in her head. Is there any correlation with her pendant or is it just an ordinary piece of jewelry?

What will your six sentences say?

#SixSentenceSunday - Week 2

Happy Easter!

So I haven't really had much time to work on my manuscript this week, but here's another six sentences from Guardians.

While she was in the checkout aisle, noise in the store seemed to increase. Instead of the usual low murmur of background music and people talking, it became louder and angrier. Alana looked around with concern, thinking that a fight was about to break out, yet when she turned there was nothing.

Still, the loud whispers persisted. Alana kept looking around, trying to find the source of the noise. The cashier looked at her like she was crazy. 

Hope you enjoyed this little snippet. Check out the other authors participating in #SixSentenceSunday at: http://www.sixsunday.com/