Weekend Writing Warrior recap:
- Sign up on the site.
- Post 8 sentences of your writing, published or unpublished, to go live after 12:00 noon on Saturday 03/02/13 (should be live at 9AM, however).
- Then visit other participants on the list and read, critique, and comment on their 8 sentence posts.
- Spread the word! Twitter hashtag #8sunday.
- More detailed rules here.
I’m sharing snippets from a wip called The First Nation. Last time I checked in with the Weekend Warriors, we saw a coveted drop of rain disappear on Raveena’s finger. Today we’re following up those 8 sentences.
I dug my fingers into crags that had long been worn out by earlier Harvesters and took another look up into the sky. The drops were multiplying, splitting into smaller bodies and speeding faster and faster as they fell. By dusk, we’d have rain and I’d enjoy it then, with everyone else. Sometimes, though…I wanted something for me. Just me.
“Slow today, Raveena?” a dark face laughed. I twisted about, pushing against the wall gently to swing away from the hole I’d been coveting. It was Abbas.
That’s my 8! Now, get on over to the Weekend Writing Warriors and check out some other great 8s. :)