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 Every week writers post 8-to-10 sentences on their blogs from a published or unpublished book.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. Today I am going back to the story.
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.
This is the opening scene. (warning, a bit of offensive language)
Creative editing alert! Here are eight lines...
“Sonovabitch!” He hissed the expletive out loud, it
was another dead end. It might have been more palatable if he didn’t know how
much fun the fuckers were having at his expense. This was the second home
invasion in less than a month, each time the perps left clues. The clues were
too obvious to be of any real value, it was more like a game to the intruders,
but they had to waste time checking them out just the same.
Dave looked around the small office, it didn’t look
like his foul language had even jostled his partner. Tim could sleep anywhere, he was leaning
back in his chair with his head flopped back. It was a good thing the guy
snored, at least you could tell he was still breathing, mused Dave.
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My life changed after
It’s not like I had
any special powers.
They just didn’t
I'm writing a sequel to Karma Visited, the working title is Annie's Karma, so revisiting this story here in WeWriWa and SnippetSunday is a way to really immerse myself in the characters again. I welcome your comments as it will help me hone in on the characters.
This is the third time I've started the sequel... thanks to a computer going down I lost 16,000 words, I cried and stamped my feet, and then I started writing again. I'm sure you've all been there, done that - What Happened to My Manuscript?!!!! Well, thinking it was a faulty thumb drive, and running all kinds of maintenance scans on the machine, I got up to 12,000 words AND LOST THE DARN MANUSCRIPT AGAIN!
I realized I was having more problems with the darn machine and I was really getting frustrated. (Since I write for other periodicals for a living, I was losing much more than just AK)
A couple of weeks ago hubby bought me a new laptop and I started writing AK again, I'm up to 21,000 words — maybe that doesn't seem like a lot but after losing the first two attempts and thinking maybe "somebody up there" was trying to tell me something, I reworked parts of the story and I've actually now written a total, thanks to the three starts, of 49,000 words and only have the mere beginnings of the story. And this time I've learned not to even rely on external drives to save the work, I email it to myself every few days.
I don't think most people realize what a high-stress job being a writer actually is.