Hi! Welcome to another Weekend Writing Warrior round. Every week writers post 8 sentences on their blogs from a published or unpublished book. Then we "hop" around and leave comments on each other's snippets. Whether our work is already published or in progress, the helpful comments help us become stronger writers on our next WIP. We welcome EVERYONE's comments.
Deanna and Ryan have grown infinitely (& intimately) closer after last week's snake in the shower. Back in the cabin tensions are high as "the boss" arrives and is far from happy about Deanna's presence. Ryan makes a promise to Deanna that he will get her back home.
...and now the eight (creative editing used to make it fit):
“Come back with me, Ryan, turn yourself in; you’re better than this,” she waited through his silence.
He squeezed his eyes and exhaled slowly, “no Deanna, this is me, this is my life.”
“If the police capture you, they are going to put you in jail for a long time.”
“They won’t capture me.”
“Ryan, if you come back with me and turn yourself in, I’ll tell them that you didn’t kidnap me; I’ll tell them you protected me and saved me."
He wished he had the time to see where things could go, “Deanna, trust me, I am not getting out...”
“No Deanna, I expect to die here.”
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Hostage Heart by Chelle Cordero is available as an AUDIOBOOK and in All Ebook Formats and Print Editions.
Life was hard after the hurricanes swept through, destroying her parents' home and livelihood...Deanna did the only thing she could do. She moved to New York City, found a job, worked hard, scrimped and saved to send what little she could manage back home to Louisiana to her parents.
An errand for her boss - a chance encounter with a crew of bank robbers - a kind man who tried to help her and deserved her courageous help in return... But he wasn't the man she thought he was...no, he was so very much more!
Hostage Heart is a captivating read… I really enjoyed Chelle Cordero's 'Hostage Heart. It read quickly and kept my interest until the very end. I would highly recommend this book and I plan to read all of the author's other books. It took me along on the adventure. I enjoyed the romance.
Happy Passover and Happy Easter
whichever (or both) you celebrate.
whichever (or both) you celebrate.
This week as I was frantically trying to complete my Passover shopping (yes, this is a holiday focused around food!) I ran into an acquaintance that I hadn't seen in a while. We chatted for a few and she asked how everyone in the family was doing; she knows all of us through various channels.
She asked if my daughter and her husband would be making it to the Seders and I answered they would be with me for the second night (We celebrate with two Seders); they had plans to be at my son-in-law's family the first.
The next question was whether my son and his new wife (just since last December) would be joining us. My answer this time was that they would be out-of-state visiting her parents.
I laughed then and said that's what comes with marriage, you have two families to split your time with. And then I smiled broadly and told her "Of course that also means that I have double the children, so I'm happy."
Family is a wonderful thing. I've always enjoyed watching my children grow and I am very proud of the adults that they've become. Both of my adult children have chosen exceptional partners and I love each of them as well... My mom used to say "It isn't in-law, it's in-love."
Each of the children I've acquired through marriage have lovely parents and we all love sharing these great kids!
When I write about relationships in my books I often think about the similarities and differences between my real life and my characters' imagined ones. Deanna's parents, which readers meet later on in the book, are very much like my own were — they are protective and loving, and they support their child through anything. In some of my other books the parents and family histories aren't always the nicest and I feel bad for my characters; sometimes I even feel a bit guilty for giving them such hard lives...