Hi! Welcome to another Weekend Writing Warrior and Snippet Sunday round. Every week writers post 8-to-10 sentences on their blogs from a published or unpublished book.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.
A long, long time ago I shared a few snippets from my Paranormal Romantic Suspense, Karma Visited (only 5) - and we didn't get a full taste of this story. Since I am working on a sequel and revisiting the story for myself, I'm sharing more with you and soaking up your comments.
Do you believe in karma? Annie Furman has a gift that allows her, while she sleeps, to visit people in their time of need - but who will be there for her when she needs help? Undersheriff Dave Turner is investigating a series of home invasions and homicides. He has no idea that solving this case will lead him to the woman of his dreams.
While Dave and his partner are busy tracing the missing girl's steps, Annie is having another dream.
Creative editing alert! Here are nine lines...
She heard a girl sobbing and a loud angry male voice; Annie shivered, this was different from all her other dreams.
She wanted to run back to the safety of her bed to feel the security of her blankets and pillow, this felt malicious, she wasn’t supposed to be here. Then she heard sobbing again and she knew she had to be there for the girl.
The room was no more than a tiny cubicle, dark and musty, Annie could see the young woman that was sobbing, black duct tape bound her hands and feet.
The angry man was wearing a dirty T-shirt and smelled like bad beer; he left the room and slid the door shut and she heard the sound of a padlock clicking.
The girl was staring at Annie, her eyes were wide with fright.
“Can… you… see me?”
The young woman just stared, Annie wasn’t sure the girl actually saw her, but when she moved she saw the other woman’s eyes following her.
“I need you to tell me something, anything, I’ll get help,” Annie looked around the room, it began to spin; she closed her eyes and held her head.
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My life changed after I died.
It’s not like I had any special powers.
They just didn’t understand me.
They underestimated me.
I had a gift.
Hubby and I spent a whirlwind Memorial Day weekend
beginning with a ceremony at the Pentagon. Our nephew
was promoted to Lt. Colonel in the USAF... my goodness,
we are so very proud of him!
The following day there was a combination birthday party
for my grand-niece and grand-nephews (twins) and a wonderful
large family barbecue. Lots and lots of laughter.
No, no, that's not me, I don't believe in jumping out of a
perfectly good airplane, lol. The day after the birthday party,
which was the day after the Pentagon ceremony, my husband's
sister decided that she wanted to skydive! And so we went to be with
her and her husband and to see it with our own eyes.
Finally on our way home, Mark and I stopped for a few
hours of pure US time and we had a blast! Got back and we both
got back to work and were very busy doing all the stuff (almost)
that we would have been doing if we weren't having so much fun.
...so I told you all this as my apology for not making the rounds this past week. I promise to try to do double duty this week and read as many snippets as possible. Please forgive me.