Well, if two weeks ago was bad, last week was worse! I got almost nothing done at all. Really. I have no idea what happened to me this year. Usually, I am far more organized. But, that said, here's a snippet of writing from me. It's one of the chapter headings, so it comes from the "book within a book," the book my protagonist is writing.
People say everything looks worse at night. But morning can be equally cruel, pointing out ragged edges misted over by the shadowy light of evening. And while darkness may bring fear of the unknown, daylight can gleam from monsters’ teeth, showing the truth to be more frightening than anything the imagination dreams up.And a couple I read, from Nina Bruhns' Shoot To Thrill:
He was still weak and shaky, but he'd completed the whole course of the detox treatment itself. Feeling better. Almost human. Okay, maybe not that good, but getting there.What about you? Did you get anything written or read this past week, or were you too busy with holiday cheer? Let us know, and we'll update this post throughout the day.
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I was working on edits, query letter & synopsis. Nothing worth shouting about here. I probably wrote a couple of new sentences for my mystery when I realized I had the wrong agency investigating a traffic accident. Mostly I was replacing "deputy" with "trooper."
I finished "Fatally Flaky" by Diane Mott Davidson last night - final 2 sentences:
"Finally, at the end of the service, I thought of the last workds in his note: 'Wherever God sends me, I want you to know that I'll be thinking of you.'
Now, when I miss my godfather, that's what I remember."
I DID WRITE THIS WEEK. Oh, sorry, was I shouting?
Here are my two sentences from a non-mystery short story:
"In the tenements that dominated the Bronx, mothers were in charge. Our fathers, silent, burly men, left for work before we woke and read newspapers in the living room while we got ready for bed."
As to the reading. This week my reading has been done by my grandson who is reading a Junie B. Jones book to me over the phone. We are at the part where Junie wheedles five dollars out of her grandfather, but I can't do exact quotes because I don't have the book. :)
Terrie
How sweet, Terry! I read Diane Mott Davidson for years, but I haven't caught up with the series for the last while.
Terrie -
My husband and I were commenting the other day that everyone we know (including us) has all their utilities in the wife's name. It's a strange phenomenon up here, but true.
I love your sentences, though They are very evocative!
Well, I actually finished two books last week. I finished reading "To Tempt the Wolf" by Terry Spear and then read "Hex in High Heels" by Linda Wisdom.
Unfortunately I can't share two sentences from either book because I forgot to jot anything down and I don't have them with me this morning.
I will say both were about werewolves, but in two totally different styles. One made you want to believe in werewolves (especially Hunter) and the other was a fantasy world full of fun and antics.
For two lines of my own writing, drop by Thoughts in Progess
http://www.masoncanyon.blogspot.com
to understand why I don't have sentences from these books.
Happy Two for Tuesday!
Terry- That's good work to write! I hate doing the queries and synopsis.
Terrie- Love them. More, please.
Laura- Add us to the list. I thought it was because it was I who had the time to make all the installation calls and was most likely to need to make the repair calls. It always floored me that I can have all the information at hand, but because my voice isn't low enough, they won't let me handle the issue. I could grab a landscaping guy off the block and feed him the info, and that would be okay with the phone company, mortgage bank, etc. Yeesh.
Mason- You got me interested in those books, so kudos!
The puny ones I wrote this week included:
His body had slumped forward, his face planted into the ground like a groveling supplicant. Like the dead after a firing squad.
Clare and Laura,
Thank women's lib for your ability to get the utilities in your name. When I got married in 1966 all utilities were automatically in the husband's name.
I also had a credit card issued in the name of Mrs. Robert Moran. I fought and lost that battle and wound up canceling the card. For the past thirty years whenever I have had occasion to order new utilities, I give my name and I get the service. Only phone companies are careful to ask how you want the phone listed, and they will put two names in the directory. Life is good!
Terrie
Laura,
I love that you called this the "Lazy Edition." How better to describe the week between Christmas and New Year's! You don't realize how exhausted you are until you stop...then it's hard to accomplish anything!
Two I read, from THE 3 A.M EPIPHANY: UNCOMMON WRITING EXERCISES THAT TRANSFORM YOUR FICTION, by Brian Kitely:
"The art of writing fiction should be a process of figuring out what we know about what we're writing (or discovering what we're looking for in a story) rather than trying to convey to someone else what we already know. In other words, the best fiction reveals a writer who is learning something rather than trying to teach something."
Two I've written from my true crime memoir:
"During a courtship unlike most young couples, my husband and I handled several calls together -- as an EMT and a cop -- but one in particular stands out: a young woman called 911 because a frozen hot dog was stuck to the delicate skin in a sensitive orifice below the waist. I recall wondering why she just didn’t let it defrost."
Happy New Year, everyone!
HA! and ouch! and HA!
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