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Weekend Writing Warriors – Is Melissa Losing It?

Posted on March 16, 2014 by Frank Fisher

It’s Weekend Writing Warriors time, where writers gather share wonderfully crafted snippets every Sunday. As I’m half Irish, I’d like to say Happy St. Patrick’s Day. Although, I just think it’s an excuse to get wasted while wearing green, but I guess there’s nothing wrong with that.

Thanks so much for stopping by to read my eight sentences. Today, I’m continuing from my YA horror, The Burning Night. This eight picks up from the last line of my previous eight.

My heroines, Melissa and her sister Ashley meet each other in the basement of a rented country house. Ashley wants to know why Melissa has ignored the sign about the no shoes ban (she feels that they’re in someone else’s home) However, Melissa isn’t concerned about some sign. She’s the first to speak.

On with the eight:

“I, like, called you from upstairs, didn’t you hear me?”

Stretching her legs out of the coffee table, she stared at me for a moment then shrugged. “I was listenin’ to Katy Perry on my iPhone…guess I didn’t.”

My mouth dropped open as I held out my arms, giving her a black-layered look.

“What the hell’s your problem, Mel?”

“This house is possessed that’s what!”

She waved her hand dismissively. “Oh Melissa Lauren Murdock, you’re just bein’, like, so delusional…just chill and come sit down with me.”

I think Ashley’s the one being delusional. Too bad she doesn’t know how right her sister is. I’d love to know what you think. There will be more next week. Enjoy your St. Paddy’s Day weekend and don’t forget to visit Weekend Writing Warrior’s site for the complete list of participating writers.

Categories: Weekend Writing Warriors | Tags: 8sunday_writers, basement, fiction, horror, sisters, teenagers

Weekend Writing Warriors – Melissa Goes Down the Stairs

Posted on March 9, 2014 by Frank Fisher

Welcome again to another round of Weekend Writing Warriors. A great place to meet new writers and get your name out there in the writing world. The winter is winding down and while it makes many of you happy, I’m the opposite simply because that means I have to stow away my skis and snowshoes. Although, this winter has been VERY COLD and I can’t believe that I once thought about moving to northern Canada – guess I won’t be doing that!

Ah well, I’m continuing to share eights from my YA horror, The Burning Night. Thanks so much to all those that commented on my previous post and hope to see your helpful comments this week. In this eight, Melissa has located her sisters’ slippers by a stairwell leading to a basement. Wanting to locate her sister, Melissa goes down the stairs.

Here’s the eight:

I gaped at the flight of wooden steps, but there was no way I was going to let my bare feet touch all that dust, so I ignored the sign and kept my flip-flops on. I let my foot sink onto the first creaky stair, hoping it wouldn’t break as I bit my lip. Once I knew it was stable enough, I stuck the other foot onto the next stair and gingerly descended into the basement. The stairs squeaked with every step and an ozone-like tang from below almost turned me crossed-eyed. As I came to the bottom of the staircase, I spotted Ashley watching TV and sitting cross-legged on a large lime green sofa in front of a dry wall. A gray line spanned across it a foot above her head. She looked up from the TV screen and stared at me incredulously. “Didn’t you see the sign?”

In case you are wondering, Ashley is referring to the sign upstairs that asks that everyone take off their shoes/slippers before going into the basement. Too bad, she doesn’t know what lies ahead. I know what many of you are thinking: Don’t do it Melissa! And you’re so right. I’ll continue this next week. This is a first draft, and I’m working on editing so I will take your suggestions into consideration. Thanks for stopping by and have a great Sunday!

*One note: For those of you who are new to my snippets, Melissa and her sister are staying at a country house in upstate New York, rented by their parents for a few days. Melissa’s parents have left them alone in the house, while they go out for the evening in the local town.

I’m also participating in Facebook’s Snippet Sunday.

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