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Six Sentence Sunday – 8/14

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Thought I would share six sentences today from my award winning novel sci-fi/futuristic romance, Midnight’s Ghost. It’s one of those books that takes you on an absolute ride the whole book and it was just as much fun to write. And, you know, space opera isn’t complete with a starship crash…

“Let’s hope this tin can holds together to make it through the atmosphere,” Wallace said quietly as he settled his chin on my shoulder to watch the planet draw closer. I did my best to keep my eyes off the numbers in the lower starboard corner of the screen. The same figures reporting our altitude in rapidly decreasing increments.
“This your way of sharing the glory, Wallace?” I asked in reference to his choosing to stay on the bridge with me.
“Hell yes. Can’t let you have all the fun, can I?”

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2) pick six sentences

3) post ‘em on Sunday

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PRISM Finalist & Six Sentence Sunday – 5/22

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Taking a moment before today’s SSS post, so please forgive your fearless leader for her faux pas. But I found out  a few days ago that my sci-fi/futuristic/space opera, Midnight’s Ghost, is a finalist in the Futuristic Category of the Romance Writers of America Fantasy, Futuristic & Paranormal Chapter’s 14th Annual PRISM awards. It’s among some fantastic company and I am thrilled just to be a finalist! :D In fact, I’m still pinching myself in shock.

So how about six sentences from Midnight’s Ghost and I drop you right into the thick of things?

I continued to watch Wallace level man after man when they volleyed shots in return as they fought for their lives. A few men got hits in, but Wallace didn’t seem to notice.
I winced when a lower ranked officer managed to get a shot past Wallace’s defenses and the blast tore away the fabric of his shirt at the shoulder, burning through skin, tissue and muscle all the way to bone. Wallace’s form didn’t give a hint to the amount of pain it must have caused, but I suspected the levels of endorphins and adrenaline tearing through him was enough to make him unaware of any such pain.
His face a distorted mask of rage, Wallace raised the damaged arm, leveled the weapon at the officer’s head and pulled the trigger. He spun on his heel and continued on his mission before the man’s lifeless body even hit the deck plate.

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1) pick a project – a current Work in Progress, contracted work or even something readers can buy if you’re published

2) pick six sentences

3) post ‘em on Sunday

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Six Sentence Sunday – 1/9

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It’s another week, and another Sunday. Since I’m just about to return the first round of edits to my editor for Midnight’s Shadow, how about six sentences from the fist book in that series, Midnight’s Ghost?

I was twelve again, transported back to the house my father moved us into after my mother’s passing. Despite the darkness, summer humidity hung in the air, thick and heavy on my skin as I stared up into space. Crickets sang their nightly song as fireflies silently flew by with their soft golden lights beaming against the blackened summer sky. The one celestial body that shone down on me was the lone object overhead.
My father referred to it as midnight’s star.
There would be no wishing tonight—this star wasn’t about to fall.

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1) pick a project – a current Work in Progress, contracted work or even something readers can buy

2) pick six sentences

3) post ‘em on Sunday

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