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Weekend Writing Warriors – “Come ‘ere and say that!” #8Sunday

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Welcome to the weekly 8-10 sentence blog hop hosted by Weekend Writing Warriors and happy post-Cinco de Mayo! Click on the link for participation guidelines, as well as the official list of participating authors. Thanks for including me in your Sunday reading!

Continuing with another snippet from Due For Love, we pick up from last week’s edition. Melissa was attempting to water the plants in her dad’s garden when the patio deck suddenly burns her feet (it’s plus ninety outside). Her ex-boyfriend, who has a part-time job taking care of Melissa’s next-door neighbor’s house, laughs at her misfortune. The snippet has been formatted to meet the ten sentence rule.

Warning: snippet contains coarse language; reader discretion advised

Mocking laughter sails through the air behind me as I pour an entire can’s worth of water all around my feet in order to cool this damn deck down, before collapsing onto the patio couch.

“Melissa, yo-you’re too much,” Chris teases in between guffawing. After three years together, I can recognize that sometimes-squeaky voice instantly, and if he’d knew what was good for him, he’d shut the fuck up before I rip his damn throat out!

        I snap my head over my shoulder, wincing as I caress the bottoms of feet, to find Chris with his arms wrapped over the fence. “The hell you laughin’ at?!”

       “You…the star of your new show,” he quips with a cheeky smile.

       “What fuckin’ show?”

      “Melissa on a Hot Tin Deck!”

      Ignoring the burns, I jump to my feet and lock eyes with the boy that killed three years of love with five cruel words. “Come ‘ere and say that to my face, ya little shit!”

Well Chris should be more sensitive – and run for his life! Your thoughts and feedback are much appreciated! And many thanks to everyone for congratulating me on my new job!

I’m off to Madrid on Wednesday, which means I will be away from W.W.W. for a bit. I’ll be visiting friends in Spain, Portugal, Poland and Germany over three weeks, and I will finally get to meet my friend, Elyzabeth M. Valey!

Hopefully, spring is being good to you wherever you are! See you again soon!

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Weekend Writing Warriors – Melissa’s Dilemma #8Sunday

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Thanks for visiting me on this gorgeous Sunday! The weekly 8-10 sentence blog hop is hosted by Weekend Writing Warriors. Click on the links for participation guidelines, as well as the official list of participating authors. First time to Weekend Writing Warriors? Not sure which blogs to visit? May I suggest you visit Amy Braun, Jessica E. Subject, Veronica Scott and Caitlin Stern.

I continue with my YA novel, Due for Love (tentative title for now). We are at the start of a new chapter, where Melissa is pacing through every room at her house while looking for a job. The stress of trying to earn some much-needed extra cash has her restlessly pacing around her house, when she suddenly remembers a chore she needs to do. The snippet is in first-person and has been formatted to fit the 10 sentence rule:

       I’ve toured every room in the house including the bedrooms of Ashley and Dad, risking verbal beatings from both whilebrowsing through job postings and Facebook. My heart is racing like one of those Japanese bullet trains as I pace around the kitchen, and I’m now regretting that fifth cup of coffee at breakfast. On top of that, my eyes are stinging from an overdose of blue light, increasing the already likelihood of needing glasses by the time I’m 25.

       After putting my tablet on sleep mode, I suck in a breath as my eyes meet a message to me from my dad on the dry erase board by the fridgereminding me to water all the plants today.

        “Aw shit,” I pound the countertop, causing Dasher to jump and scat out of the kitchen. “How the fuck did I forget?”

        It’s my turn to water the plants, and because Dad checks to make sure Ashley and I have done our chores, I’ll be grounded if I don’t.
  
         I’m greeted by the sun’s UV rays stinging my skin as I come through the door frame into my backyard with a full watering can. Intense heat quickly seeps through the bottoms of my feet the moment I step onto the deck. “Aaahh, ow, ow,” I hop around, enduring a blistering hot foot.

Ouch! Guess she should’ve put one some shoes! Luckily, it will be be a very brief hot foot. I’ll continue with this scene next week where someone from Melissa’s past will appear. In case you are wondering, Melissa needs to earn extra money as she is moving to California for college, but her father refuses to help her move her stuff so she needs to find another way. FYI, Dasher is Melissa’s cat.

Well, I have some exciting news for you all! I have accepted a new job teaching English in Poland. I’ll be living in a small city 40 miles from Warsaw. The job starts in September and I’m very excited as I have been dreaming of teaching English abroad for many years! Don’t worry, as I will continue to share snippets from across the Atlantic. Since I’ve had a rough year in Ottawa, I feel that this opportunity has come as a blessing! Though I will miss living in the capital of my country.

Happy Sunday everyone!

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#8Sunday – Gotta Cool This Floor Down!

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The weekly 8-10 sentence blog hop is hosted by Weekend Writing Warriors. Click on the links for participation guidelines, as well as the official list of participating authors.

More from Never Let Go. Melissa and Ashley are in a real pickle – trapped in a walled room under the watch of Emily. She’s made the floor become red-hot, and the poor teens must dance what seems like an everlasting hot foot! 

I’ve skipped a few lines in this scene to where Emily and her daughters are delighting in watching Melissa and Ashley suffer. Can they find a way to save themselves?

This is Melissa’s POV and the snippet has been formatted with creative punctuation to fit the 8-10 sentence limit:

I let out a scream rattled my ribs as I shook my right foot in the air. When my other foot couldn’t take anymore of the floor’s hot bee stinging, I shook it, but the air barely relieved the burns.

My throat burned from constant shrieking and my calves began to ache from endless hopping.

Leaping in the air with both feet, Ashley filled the air with howls with the heat wreaking havoc on her poor skin. Listening to her suffer agonizing pain ripped my heart in half, and I knew her feet couldn’t take much more punishment.

“Ge-get me off this floor,” she wailed.

I couldn’t take hearing her suffer any longer, and we needed something to protect our feet from further damage – pronto!

The red glow vanished in the floor just as I was about to strip my pants so we could stand on them, and the next thing I knew water began to spray onto the floor from a nozzle sticking out of the wall by our knees. Hissing filled the air and steam rose from the floor as the liquid hit it. As the floor cooled, we let out sharp breaths of relief as the steam left moisture on my arms and neck.

 

Well it seems as if Emily has a heart if she’s cooling the floor down, but there must be catch. And certainly those girls’ feet haven’t gotten off unscathed. More from this next week. Your feedback is much appreciated!

I will do my best to comment on everyone’s snippets, but I’m attending an intensive tai chi workshop today, and I won’t be home til later this evening. I recently took up tai chi after moving back home. I’ve actually been attending workshops all weekend (the other is related to work), hence my lack of presence on Saturday Spankings and Snippet Sunday.

I’ll likely be absent from snippet-sharing until November as life is getting in the way – again! Until then, happy reading and writing. Best wishes to everyone who’s participating in NaNoWriMo!

 

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