Here's mine. It's pretty bad first draft but perhaps it will encourage y'all to share, too. I really do like getting a little peek at all the different things you are writing.
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Berol pushed to his feet, prodding his nearest companion with his foot. His voice was deepening at last, rumbling in his throat without cracking as he shouted. “Up, elves! We will sleep in our own beds tonight.”
i wrote this several months ago, but it was the last thing i wrote. not sure if i'll keep this section. Arathor is the "he." Lydia is Kieran and Jessa's 6 year old daughter.
ReplyDelete"Tiana, wake up." One eye opened. Then the other. She stared at him, eyes half open. He felt her confusion. And then her panic.
"Where’s Lydia?" She sat straight up, but sunk back down as a wave of dizziness seemed to overtake her. She looked at Arathor again. "I think someone drugged me."
I loved your Snap shot! Elves!
ReplyDeleteThis is my Snap shot
This idea is so far under wraps even I'm not sure what's going on ;)
George's mum paced around him in a wide circle. Narrowed eyed, she ran her hand over the bag. She was obviously eager to make sure the alterations she'd made were effective. She tugged on the straps on more time and then she hit his shoulder. George took it to mean he was free to go to school.
Hi Michelle,
ReplyDeleteI am really looking forward to finally reading your sequel one day! I love the idea of Arathor having a little girl, and how Tiana gets to be a grandmother.
Elaine, that was great! I love the action and the way that the mother and son relate to each other.