For today’s blog post I’m continuing the challenge set forth by the ‘oh, so, soon to be published’ Anita Grace Howard, yes I’m still working on that jealousy issue. With the smoozalistic award came the soul baring farce of put up or shut up.
Always up for the chance to embarrass myself, I’m taking that challenge to the extreme and putting up the first and last sentences of the first five chapters of each of my manuscripts.
In my last blog, I drew a line in the sand with my current WIP, this time I’m going down quick.
These are the, ‘make me sick’ I wrote that crap, first sentences from ALKONOST – A TATTOO AWAKENS, the first novel I finished.
Chapter 1 Branded
“You can get naked in there.”
But no more tears came, they would find her later, this was only the calm before the storm.
Chapter 2 Phelan
The doorbell rang for the tenth time, Sorra squeezed the pillow harder over her ears.
Phelan had a way of making a fender bender sound like a 40 car pileup.
Chapter 3 Skender and Fiona
It was three am, “truck driver’s hour for sleep driving,” Skender thought wryly.
Why hadn’t she inherited her mother’s strength, instead of, only her blue eyes?
Chapter 4 Coward
She could not see me; the mist rolling in from the swamp was too dense, the hour too close to the spike of dawn’s rays.
Mama, help me! Please Daddy I need you!
Chapter 5 And So it Began
A stabbing pain skewered Fiona’s right eye and her vision went blank.
Sorra whispered, “Thank you.”
The idea of the challenge is to see where your novel is going. Do you have a plot? Is it so convoluted that even you can’t figure out where it’s going and you won’t the drivel? Is your MC worthy of having their story told or she/he some whining little snit that should just shut the freak up?
I hadn’t opened this story file in months and after doing so today, I wish I hadn’t.
Oh, I’ll eventually go back to my poor little Sorra possessed by an ancient goddess through a tattoo she got on her 19th birthday in a drunken stupor at college. But judging from the lines I read just skimming through here, it’ll be awhile. And this is after countless revisions; I might confess the original novel was 175K word count. *throws up in hand – daintily lops off with chainsaw*
Ick! Yuck! Ugh! What the heck was I drinking?
Since blogger didn’t take my links on the first post, and for some reason my menopausal mind can't decipher I’m reposting them without the link, at least they show up…
http://tiredbutwriting.blogspot.com Gina White
http://authoraghoward.blogspot.com Anita Grace Howard
http://fromsarahwithjoy.blogspot.com Sarah Allen
http://andthenmyheartsmiled.blogspot.com Charmalot
http://kitcourteney.blogspot.com Kit Courteney
http://dailydramaofanaspiringwriter.blogspot.com Murees Dupre
