Sunday, June 29, 2014

Weekend Writing Warriors: 6/29/14 Where are you taking me??



I don’t know about you guys, but summer’s here with a vengeance for us. Officially we hit a high temperature of 89 Fahrenheit though with the humidity, it felt at least ten degrees hotter. Still, after a winter with two blizzards, I am not complaining ;-) All is well now, because it’s time for Weekend Writing Warriors!

Don’t know what that is? We invite writers—published or not—to sign our linky list and then post 8 sentences from something you’ve written. Then every Sunday we blog hop down the list and across the world. You may have had fun before but I guarantee you’ve never had this kind of  fun! Sci fi, historical murders, love gone wrong and sometimes gone right—it’s a grab bag and any reader’s dream.

So, picking up with my WIP tentatively titled Night Shift, directly from last week. Our heroine Devorah may have just lost her opportunity to find out what really happened when her dad was killed, then she notices the building they’re all in is about to come apart at the seams. Collected excerpts for this story are here. Kaz is still in demon form, wings included. It’s a chilly time of year for these folks, hence the reference to coldness.

Creative punctuation is happening here!
Kazimir slid both arms around me and hauled me off the floor. I kept moving upwards, fast enough to make me light-headed; I squeezed my eyes shut. 

An awful crashing went on below me, then to my left. My feet dangled into nothingness. The swaying was worse than the boat trip I’d taken when we got caught in a storm. Frosty wind raked across me, making it hard to get enough air into my lungs. Kazimir’s constricting grip on me didn’t help; gasping, I pummeled his arms. My whole head burned in the cold. 

We thumped onto the ground, throwing leaves into my face.
She’s out of the collapsing building, but now what? Where are they? As if I’m going to tell you right now, heehee!

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16 comments:

  1. Glad she made it out :) Good work!

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    1. Thanks. It's nice of you to stop by.

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  2. Where are they indeed? Lol.

    First time stopping in, and you've definitely caught my interest with these eight. Great job :) I'll be back, lol.

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    1. Hi, and thanks so much for coming over! I'm glad you like this bit.

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  3. "Frosty wind raked across me..." Love that line. Good descriptive writing, Marcia!

    Ditto on the summer. I think it was 88 here, and humidity so thick it's a blue haze hanging in the air.

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    1. Hey Reesie. Neat that you like that particular phrase. I originally just used "cold" there, but when I was getting the excerpt ready for posting, I saw "cold" was used twice and I was struck by how bland it was in the first instance. So gave some serious thought to fixing it, and am quite tickled that you like the result :)

      Still humid here, summer cloudburst notwithstanding. Ah well, after the winter we had, I don't even care!

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  4. Wow, that was all very dramatic and I enjoyed the descriptions of the events and the way she felt. Excellent excerpt!

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    1. Cool beans. That's what I like to hear :D Thanks!

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  5. What a frightful trip, though it sounds like fun to me. I'd wanna see everything...how often does one get the chance to demon travel? So...did they jump from the frying pan into the fire?

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  6. I've got a feeling Kaz knew what he was doing all along, just not sure yet exactly what that was :)

    Summer's been and gone in fits and starts here. A few days, then cloud and rain again. I think it's determined by the act of taking the covers off the deck furniture - as soon as I do, the clouds reappear!

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  7. The 2 phrases, "fast enough to make me lightheaded" and "frosty wind raked across" are dynamite and visceral. And I certainly am curious where he took her off to.

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  8. That doesn't sound like a fun trip, though it's certainly better than the alternative. Love all the description--you can really feel the breathless rush of it!

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  9. You nailed the feeling of being saved, carried away into the cold. Super eight.

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  10. Millie, I'd rather take a trip with one of the angels myself, but if for those who like to live dangerously, demon travel can be interesting :)

    Ian, Kaz knows exactly what he's doing *sometimes*. I guess down here in the States washing the car makes it rain but for you it's uncovering the furniture. Mother Nature has a mean streak!

    Chelle, thanks so much. That part came out kind of bland originally so I'm really pleased you like the tweaked version.

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  11. Caitlin, I appreciate that. It's a test of the writer's imagination--what's it like to fly??

    Hi Karysa. Scary indeed, especially when you're not expecting to be lifted off your feet!

    Charmaine, thanks so much! It was a fun scene to write but also challenging. Still, challenges help keep us sharp ;-)

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