It’s Sunday, and you guessed it, that means another Six Sentence Sunday, which is:
- You pick six (6) sentences from anything you’ve written–a work in progress (wip), something under submission, something sold; something new, something old.
- You sign up at the Six Sunday website Tuesday starting at 6PM EST.
- You post it on Sunday (along with posting a link of suxisunday.com)! Such as I have below.
- And then you enjoy.
And I’m sharing snippets from a wip called Countdown, in which Zoe is doing everything she can to save her floating city from being “decommissioned,” or dropped from the sky. It’s written mostly from Zoe’s POV, but we switch to her brother Lawson sometimes to see the battle at home.
Last week Zoe was rescued from death of a terrible fall by dubious ally Grey. Now aboard his private airship (ooo-la-la), she’s run into a little trouble of the canine sort.
Covered in a sudden, chilling sweat, her feet pounded across the scarred boards, so loud and way too slow. The watch in her hand was warm against her wet palm, but the door was within reach—maybe a few feet away. If she could just open it in time! But just as Zoe thought she was going to reach it, hand outstretched, the terrible scratching of clawed feet announced the monster right before it cut her off, and she was faced by a slathering, pony-sized wolf.
Perhaps her luck has run out? Get it? Run? No? OK, no big deal. I thought it was funny. Perhaps you’ll find something funny in the awesome remaining snippets.
Enjoy your week. Happy, happy New Year! And see ya next time.