SIX SENTENCE SUNDAY

Six Sentence Sunday is here again! Six Sentence Sunday is all about sharing six sentences of your work in progress with the world. Click on the link to take you to a hundred plus other authors who are doing the same thing I am. It’s a great way to find about about authors and get a taste of their writing.

For my selection this week I am taking six sentences from my book Stained. It will be released digitally in September. It’s still technically a work in progress as I am in the final edits right now. The heroine is a natural-born Irish witch named Thorn who is also a tattoo artist. She lives in Berkeley, California. The hero is a homicide Detective named Se. It’s pronounced Shay. His name is Gaelic for Raven. Thorn’s clients start turning up dead and the police suspect her of being a serial killer. Se has to prove her innocence. Enjoy!

Now she was skyclad, having tossed her clothes off for the rest of her ritual. Twirling and moving in a carefree manner, she was
focused on her magick. She chanted and danced. She felt secure knowing that no one would be around to see, but he was watching in the dawn. Silently he moved closer, the soft bare earth of the Berkeley hills beneath his feet.

A set smile was on his lips but his eyes were dead pools of black as he walked right through her circle.

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Six Sentence Sunday

It’s Sunday again and that means it’s time to drag out the ol’ work in progress and select six sentences to razzle and dazzle you with.  The following six sentences come from a YA paranormal story of a young girl who is an exchange student in France.  I hope you enjoy it. Look next week for a post on Irezumi tattoo art.

The smell of fine cigars hit her when she entered the tiny shop. It was packed with
people supporting their habit. Lizbet got in line and waited her turn behind a
man in a nice suit. He had dandruff all over his shoulders though and she made
sure to stay back from his greasy hair. The French may know how to dress, but
some of them still did not know how to bathe.

“Dunhill, menthol, two packs s’il vous plait,” she asked.

Six Sentence Sunday

Even though I did not register this week with the Six Sentence Sunday group, I thought I would put up my six sentences to continue the story. I was actually finishing another WIP (work in progress) and completely spaced what day it was! So I apologize for not doing this sooner.

This story is a young adult paranormal with the heroine, Lizbet, as an exchange student in Nantes, France. She’s seventeen and loving her experience. She comes from a small town in the States and has never traveled before this. I’m still in the beginning of the story. I hope you enjoy it. Also please excuse the lack of posts this week. Have been busy busy writing!

 

The bus roared up and splashed her with water but she didn’t care. She
jumped on as fast as she could and sat as close as she could to the driver. She
looked back indiscreetly and was alarmed to see that Tomas had gotten on as
well. What was she going to do? Lizbet got more panicked as each stop rolled by
and Tomas didn’t get off. She didn’t want him knowing where she lived but also
didn’t want to get off at some secluded stop to have him follow her.

 

Six Sentence Sunday

Welcome back to Six Sentence Sunday, where I post six sentences of a current work in progress (WIP) of my writing. This week will be a continuation of my YA (Young Adult) story tentatively called Lizbet’s Story. It’s a paranormal about a foreign exchange student in Nantes, France. Enjoy!

Lizbet made her way down the steps and into the cold, rain soaked night to meet her friends. She could hear the loud rhythmic music coming from the café. It was almost a block away still but the light shone bright and there was a crowd on the sidewalk. Many of the people milling around were college students with drinks and cigarettes in hand, gesticulating wildly while they spoke in rapid French. Lizbet’s appearance turned a few heads. She ignored them, instead going slowly over the wet cobblestones to make sure she wouldn’t slip. She entered the smoke filled café and was assaulted with the most enlivening African music she had ever been exposed to.

Welcome to My New Blog Site!

I’ve moved from Blogger to WordPress and I have to say I’m not liking it. But WordPress is supposed to be more robust and I am going to need that. Change is good. Change is what makes us grow as they say so I’m grinding my teeth and growing. How do you like my page so far? I have it set up with lots of fun widgets that I have yet to activate. As soon as my book cover is ready I will be able to post it for all the world to see. I also need to get my blog roll up. I have many of my favorite authors and reviewers to add. It will be an adventure my dear friends. Look for my next post to be SIX SENTENCE SUNDAY with the other folks who participate with SSS. They are a fun and talented gang of writers. See you then!

Jessi

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