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Every month, we announce a question that members can answer in their IWSG post. These questions may prompt you to share advice, insight, a personal experience or story. Include your answer to the question in your IWSG post or let it inspire your post if you are struggling with something to say.
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November 1 question - Win or not, do you usually finish your NaNo project? Have any of them gone on to be published?
The awesome co-hosts for the November 1 posting of the IWSG are Tonja Drecker, Diane Burton, MJ Fifield, andRebecca Douglass!
I love this month's topic, since this is my second year of participation in National Novel Writing Month. Last year, I wrote Stolen Secrets, and it was indeed published. I hope to do the same this year! I am goal oriented, so having a specific time and deadline, though exhausting, is very helpful to me.
This year I plan to write Ancient Secrets. I have the majority of the book plotted, so I'm optimistic. Rough draft, here I come!
Find and connect with me in Nano, as Glimmering!
If you'd like to read last year's work, see the link below!
#WEWRIWA & #SnippetSunday: Tell-Tale Publishing's 2nd Annual Horror Anthology "Shadow Walkers" by Elizabeth Alsobrooks
Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Sign up below with your name, blog and email and share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday. Your post needs to be live between 12:00 noon on Saturday 10/28/17 and 09:00 AM on Sunday 10/29/17. Visit the other participants on the list and read, critique and comment on their 8sunday posts.
Spread the word, share the love, warriors. Twitter hashtag #8sunday.
Snippet from "Shadow Walkers"
He hurried back and began wrapping the cord around Lydia’s right forearm, binding it to the chair.
“Wait, what do you think you’re doing?” Tessa cried out.
Sabina grabbed his sleeve and cried, “Let her go!”
He jerked away and snapped, “It’s not me that’s got her!”
They both stepped back in surprise as the chair suddenly levitated four feet into the air, with Lydia now out of Tessa’s reach.
I hope you enjoyed the snippet from this scary story! I love Halloween, personally (who wouldn't like extra treats?), and I especially like my friend "Fang" even though Elizabeth said his howls are battery operated and there aren't any real live dogs that have only bones and no skin or fur (What she doesn't know won't hurt her, I guess). Be sure to visit all the other #WeekendWritingWarriors and #SnippetSunday authors for more great reads! And join the blog hop/sign up for prizes below!
Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Sign up below with your name, blog and email and share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday. Your post needs to be live between 12:00 noon on Saturday 07/29/17 and 09:00 AM on Sunday 07/30/17. Visit the other participants on the list and read, critique and comment on their 8sunday posts.
Spread the word, share the love, warriors. Twitter hashtag #8sunday.
Continuing from my last WIP post, I will be adding a snippet that introduces an important new character to my Shadow Walkers story, Father Benjamin.
She hadn’t let the child out of her sight since they recovered her, and had repeatedly thanked Sabina for helping her get her baby back. That seemed understandable to Sabina. What Tessa hadn’t done was ask about the jinn, and Sabina found that to be as odd as the fact that Lydia was now grabbing handfuls of cereal from the bowl and jamming them into her mouth until her checks resembled a chipmunk.
A knock sounded as Tessa grabbed Lydia’s hand with alarm and said, “Lydia, stop that this minute!”
Sabina hurried from the small sitting room, wondering as she walked toward the hallway doors what lasting trauma her godchild faced. The left door suddenly opened, allowing a hooded Jesuit to step into the suite’s antechamber. Ignoring her outstretched hand, he rushed past her toward the sound of shattering glass behind her, which was followed by Tessa’s shocked cry of, “Lydia! What are you doing?”
I was about to find a paddle for all the rain in my backyard right now, but here's no sense getting my beautiful hair all wet and messy. Instead of going outside, I posted Elizabeth's short story snippet. I hope you enjoyed it. Be sure to visit the other Weekend Writing Warriors and Snippet Sunday authors for more great snippets!
Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Sign up below with your name, blog and email and share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday. Your post needs to be live between 12:00 noon on Saturday 07/01/17 and 09:00 AM on Sunday 07/02/17. Visit the other participants on the list and read, critique and comment on their 8sunday posts.
Jumping ahead a little, I am still sharing from my short horror story, Shadow Walkers. Sabina, Tessa and Lydia are escaping the catacombs, and the vile monsters (aka jinn) who held Lydia captive.
The floor within the narrow hallway had neatly paved travertine floors and brick walls. Their escort didn’t pause to speak to the men who had obviously been waiting should he need assistance, but instead led them through a labyrinth of hallways, twice requiring them to go through locked doors and once up a flight of stairs. They had gone from rough stone to marble and now they were in a polished black and white marble-tiled hallway with a plush red and gold-bordered carpet runner that muffled the sound of their footsteps, the only noise the group had made since first entering the mysterious bowels of the Vatican.
He paused before a red door and when he pulled it open, Sabina was shocked to see an elevator. The group entered and rode upward, still silent, and still tense. When the cables stilled, they stepped out and followed the priest across the hall. This time when he opened a set of double doors, he stepped aside and said, “Please feel free to get cleaned up. I will have some refreshments and fresh clothing sent up at once. Father Benjamin will be with you as soon as we can get word to him. In the meantime, you are safe here.”
Before Sabina could reply, he spun on his heels and was on his way back to the elevator, a cell phone to his ear.
Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, the weekly hop for everyone who loves to write! Sign up below with your name, blog and email and share an 8 to 10 sentence snippet of your writing on Sunday. Your post needs to be live between 12:00 noon on Saturday 06/24/17 and 09:00 AM on Sunday 06/25/17. Visit the other participants on the list and read, critique and comment on their 8sunday posts
I keep forgetting that not everyone is on mountain time, so never seem to get my post listed on time--especially since I'm a night owl. However, I have continued to work on my short horror story, so will post a few lines. They are escaping the catacombs, and Sabina has led them to an unlikely escape route...
Swallowing, she clambered through the hollow that was channeled into the rock wall. The beam from her torch dimmed as though the batteries were drained. Sabina shook it until it flickered and then regained a dim beam, strong enough to scan the chamber.
Offered an enormous sum by an anonymous benefactor for the acquisition of an ancient ceremonial relic, a sum that would keep the antiquities shop in Cairo her father left her afloat while she continued her own archaeological pursuits, Lady Isabella Valentine was distracted rather than tempted, then suspicious, when the dashing young Bedouin slipped in just before closing and promised her a deal she couldn’t refuse--for the very same relic. Despite his sensual appeal, she did refuse him, sending him away.
Prince Mukhtar, son of Sheikh Abdul Kummel al-Rahman, leader of the Hassana, is on a sacred Illuminati mission for Queen Isis to retrieve something stolen from one of her temples over a thousand years ago. This mortal disbeliever though an enchanting English rose, however beautiful she might be, is clearly in the power of the Usurper and must be persuaded to help him, one way or another. But neither of them know of the evil power they are up against, or what hidden dangers await them in the tomb of the high priest.
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