Showing posts with label Liz. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Liz. Show all posts

Sunday, June 3, 2012

6 Sentence Sunday June 3, 2012

Hello and welcome back,
Here is another installment of All For Love aka How Long Does it Take to Fall Out of Love?

In this scene, Liz is trying to cope with losing Quinn.  She has started going to the Main Street Pub and enjoying a Bloody Mary to help her sleep at night--but just one!  This particular evening, however, something pulls her back:


      Just as I opened the door to rejoin the world, someone stuck a dollar in the jukebox and The Grassroots Live for Today floated into the air.  Quinn's song; the one he loved so much that he had put it on my phone for his personal ring tone.  It was his mantra.  Live for today.  He’d told me that so often that it was ingrained in my memory like an auditory tattoo.  I hesitated, one foot on the sidewalk, the other on the industrial carpet in the entryway.

Okay, that's all for now.  Hope you check back next Sunday for another snippet.  If you want to read some more juicy excerpts, just go here: http://www.sixsunday.com/

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday May 13, 2012

Hello again,

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!  

Here are Six more sentences from my contemporary romance which is still under the working title "How Long Does it Take (to fall out of love)?" It is slated for publication September 22, 2012.  

This scene takes place right after the second explosion at the plastics plant.  The two friends, Liz and Veronica, were having lunch at a sidewalk cafe not too far away.  They had just leapt to their feet to see what they could see after the first explosion.  Then the second one occurred.  Liz is the narrator:



My head grazed a table as I fell.  I sensed the concrete rushing up to meet me, but there was no pain; instead, silence engulfed me like deep water.  Everything slowed.  After a moment, I became aware that my knees were bleeding inside my new white Capri’s; spackles of blood were seeping through.  That’s when I spotted Ronnie crawling across the blistered sidewalk toward me.  Her face was dotted with red like a Botox-party nightmare. 


That's it for today!  Hope you enjoyed it.  See ya next Sunday.  If you would like to participate in Six Sentence Sunday, or if you would like to read other author's excerpts, go to http://www.sixsunday.com/