Falling for Fiction. And, before I get to my hookers (smile), let me plug this wonderful blog. Among the many great posts they feature, each Thursday they offer a critique of a sample of writing. So, if you would like a pair of eyes on your writing, surf over to their site for more info on how to submit a sample.
This blogfest is 2 fold: today participants are supposed to post the first line from 3 or more chapters of their WIP, and Wednesday participants will post the last line from 3 or more chapters. These opening lines come from my current contemporary YA novel, Accidentally Me.
I have a stalker.
I spend the better part of my Friday morning in the zoo’s small animal house with Lonestar, the nine-banded armadillo.
A waiting room is the perfect place to be assaulted by your guilt.
As I wait for Calvin in a booth at Starbucks, I can’t help thinking that there’s a certain poetry in ending this relationship where it began.
The water tower rises from the ground like a gigantic spider.
The wedding announcement arrives Tuesday without warning.
I am stalking my stalker.
That's all for now folks! Now I'm off to check me out some more hookers...