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 I forgot to sign up for sixsunday. I posted a snippet anyway and a lot of nice folks stopped by. Thanks! So, when we left off, Zoe had stumbled into a room full of restraints, leather straps and hooks. She’s too curious for her own good.
It was a thin hallway, and besides the restraints (which looked like they were meant to contain either the most helpless of creatures, or the most fearsome of monsters), the hall was empty. The walls were bare and slick, almost as if perspiring. And the ghostly light that had allowed her to see well enough to catch herself wasn’t coming from a lamp or light bulb on the wall, but a room at the end of the narrow passage. Zoe glanced behind her at the room she should stay in, and then looked back at the glowing room in front of her. She pressed her lips together and moved toward the dim glimmer, her heart tripping a bit.
This is a bad idea. She knows it’s a bad idea. She’s still going to do it. :) More next week. Until then: take a gander at some other snippets. There is a lot to choose from.
Enjoy your week. Happy Sunday. And see ya next time.