Today we start something new here. Every Thursday I shall post the last three sentences I added to my current work in progress. Yes, even if they’re utter crap. Now, should the three sentences require some explanation in order to make any sense whatsoever, I may offer a few more sentences or some context.
As it is the inaugural Thursday, however, I shall break my own rules. This week, you shall receive the FIRST three sentences of Sleeping Lady.
Sleeping Lady is a paranormal romance; at least, it will be when it’s a bit further along. It takes place in Alaska. And that’s all I really know at the moment. I’m flying blindly and by the seat of my pants, letting my characters tell me a story about themselves, so I don’t know much yet.
“She stood gazing at the Sleeping Lady across the water, waiting. Abigail Sutton was always waiting for something. Waiting to take a lunch order, waiting for customers to leave so she could mop the diner’s floors, waiting for her little blue Subaru wagon to warm up so she could go home, waiting for the snow to melt… Always waiting.”
I have no idea at this point whether or not this will actually be the beginning when this piece of fiction is finished. I do know I like it, and the image of Abby staring at my favorite mountain got me on my ass writing.
Hopefully keeping up with Three Sentence Thursdays will help me keep adding words to my work(s) in progress!
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