Two Sentence Tuesday

Here it is Tuesday again, and I haven't written anything on the romantic suspense. My agent still didn't like it after my last round of revisions, so I've decided to rethink it and in the meantime I talked to her about something she suggested last summer: resubmitting my beading mystery. Of course, this means looking at a work I haven't so much as glanced at in almost three years, so that's where these sentences come from:

I hadn’t come to terms with Cheryl’s death. Personally, I hardly knew the woman; professionally, she infuriated me. But to die on the floor of a public bathroom? No one deserved such an ignominious ending.

Soon, I'm going to be reviewing the book The Messenger of Athens, and we'll be giving away 5 copies here on the blog. To get you prepared for that, here's a paragraph as a teaser!

The meals she had prepared for his lunch an dinner that day had congealed and been scraped into the chicken scraps hours before he came home. He wouldn't speak to her because there was nothing to eat. She had made him an omelet—he had sat at the table and watched her do it—and when she put it in front of him, he had stood up and, smiling, slipped it into the trash.

How's your week been? Written or read anything? As usual, I'll be updating this post with links throughout the day, so let us know where to find out what you've been up to!

Leah J. Utas has a couple resigned sentences over at her place, along with a new character.