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Weekend Writing Warriors – “Thanks for Nothin’!”

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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. Thank you everyone for your helpful comments last week. I would like to especially thank, Veronica Scott, for her informative feedback – thanks Veronica!

Continuing today with my YA WIP, Cruel Summer, I’ve skipped a few lines in this week’s snippet. Melissa asked her dad if she could borrow his car to take her sister out for late night waffles. Dad wouldn’t oblige on the count of a speeding ticket she got, which happened before the story began. Melissa and her dad argue, but to no avail Melissa loses. Feeling this is unfair, she let’s her feelings be known:

“Good talkin’ to ya, Dad,” I said, throwing up my hands, “thanks for nothin’!”

I spun on my heels and left his study.

“Melissa Lauren Isabel McNamara, get back here at once,” Dad retorted coldly as I was passing our pool table, his voice stinging my back like needles.

I dragged my feet towards him, the crimson burning in his eyes made my heart shudder as he stood up from his leather office chair.

“I understand your feelings of resentment because you didn’t get your way,” he said sternly. “But I have worked very hard to provide for you and your sister, ever since the day your mother’s life was taken from us, so I suggest you not channel that misguided teenage immaturity in the form of a thoughtless insult.”

 I gulped, wishing I had just left the room without mouthing back at him, but I kept my posture straight so he wouldn’t know he was getting to me.

Dad leaned forward, the anger in his eyes hitting me harder. “Thanks to me, you are fortunate to have a roof over your head and food to eat. There are countless children in this world, your age and younger, that live in such great poverty and abuse…you may wish to keep that in mind, young lady!”

Well Melissa, he kicked your butt! She should have followed her own advice indeed! Thoughts? Feedback?

Thank you for visiting my blog today, and I hope you will visit other authors participating today. I will be back to share more snippets in May, as I will be embarking on my month long voyage to South America next week! I’m very excited as I’ve never been and always wanted to go! I’m especially looking forward to Machu Picchu, Argentina and Chile!

Have a great weekend!

 

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Weekend Writing Warriors – Don’t Bother Daddy!

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.

 

I’m glad to be back after a long absence from W.W.W. More on that after the snippet. I’m offering an excerpt from my new WIP, Cruel Summer, which is a coming-of-age YA contemporary that takes place in Cincinnati.

In this snippet, Melissa approaches her dad in his study and asks why he’s not attending to Ashley, her younger sister who’s heartbroken after her boyfriend cheated on her. Dad doesn’t take kindly to being disturbed while working. Note that this is a different Melissa and Ashley, and not the ones from my other story; I just thought it would be nice to have my heroines with the same names – I dunno!

This is Melissa’s POV and creative punctuation has been used to meet the sentence limit:

Dad lifted his head up from his laptop amid his fingers clicking away happily on the keyboard. His glasses slid down to the tip of his nose as he greeted me with a lowered brow. I simply folded my arms and tapped my foot, letting him know I didn’t care if I was disturbing whatever he was working on.

“Are you, like, aware Ashley’s upstairs in tears?” I asked him.

“Are you, like, aware that I have a deadline to meet? Are you also aware I warned her about that witless impudent?”

I blinked at the annoyance shooting from his eyes into mine.

“Now I know you’re not down here to check on me, so out with it, young lady.”

You couldn’t fool my dad, he always had that weird ability to read people.

“I wanna borrow the car,” I said,”I wanna take Ashley out to Ariane’s for some waffles.”

 

Ariane’s is a fictitious diner in the story. The tension between Melissa and her dad is a subplot of the story, and it stems from the fact that Melissa wants to live her own life.

Blurb: When her younger sister starts dating a young man with a dark side, life turns upside down for Melissa. She’ll need the help from the last person she would go to – her ex-boyfriend.

Thoughts and feedback is much appreciated, keeping in mind this is a W.I.P.

So where the heck have I been? Sorry, I’ve been working two jobs since October and trying to keep up with my Rotary duties. Sadly, writing has also been on the back-burner. No matter, I’m just happy I’ve finally made some time to be with you all again. I’ll share another snippet from this story next week.

Thanks for visiting me today!

Frank

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#SatSpanks #8Sunday – Holy Hot Foot!

 

The weekly 8-10 sentence blog hop is hosted by Weekend Writing Warriors. I’m also making my debut with Saturday Spankings, and participating with Snippet Sunday. Click on the links for participation guidelines, as well as the official list of participating authors. Well someone give me a medal because for the first time in months I’m participating for a second consecutive week (LOL). I’m glad you’ve visited my blog today.

More from Never Let Go. Teenage sisters, Melissa and Ashley, are trapped in a walled room, where they are being taunted by a woman (Emily) and her two twenty-something daughters. Last week Ashley ran her mouth on Emily, which unfortunately only enraged her further. Things ended with Emily flipping on a power switch, causing the floor which Melissa and Ashley are standing on to glow red. In this snippet, we find out what’s happening to the floor.

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

“Hey, Mel, the…the floor,” Ashley cried as the glow reached every inch of the floor in the room.

I stared at it with my jaw dropped as the glow continued to get brighter. “Wh-what the hell’s goi-”

Heat began to seep through the bottoms of my feet.

“Whoa, the floor’s, like, gettin’ really warm,” Ashley bleated, the heat mounting, nibbling and then biting my skin.

“Ow, ouch, it’s getting hot,” she cried and lifted her feet.

The floor glowed with intense redness like a ceramic cooktop on high. Sharp cries shot out of my lungs as I jerked my feet back with heat gnawing my flesh from heel to toe.

“Aaaaahh,” we cried in unison as we leaped off the floor, endlessly lifting up one foot after the other in a dumb attempt to avoid burns. We yelped repeatedly with the intense heat stabbing the bottoms of my feet, like hundreds of hot needles.

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Oh no, Melissa and Ashley are getting a major hot foot! That Emily sure is twisted! How will our teens get out of this? Their poor feet can’t hold out for too long. The image above shows what the floor might look like.

1000 apologies if this scene is getting old, but I have revised it, and would very much love your feedback: it goes a very long way!

Comments are most welcome, and I will return the favor by commenting on your snippets! Enjoy your day, and Happy Thanksgiving to all the Canadian participants (me included)!

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