Weekend Writing Warriors #8sunday – Discovery

weekendwritingWhen I sit down to a blank page and conquer it, I feel like a warrior.

Welcome to the Weekend Writing Warriors blog hop where several authors converge to share snippets of their current work. I’m excited to have discovered this blog hop and to be participating in it for the first time, especially while knee deep in NaNoWriMo, because it’s a wonderful way to share what’s growing on the page. If you are interested in participating or checking it out, visit the official page at http://www.wewriwa.com.

My ten sentences come from my project tentatively titled “Blood Moon, a paranormal romance. Hunter is determined to get his life back to ‘normal’. His roommate Jake is the only one who can help him. What he doesn’t realize is that he’s about to meet the woman who will turn it all upside down again.


Jake sat at the breakfast table eating a jelly doughnut, white powdered sugar all over the front of him. With a sigh, Hunter grabbed the roll of paper towels and tossed them over at Jake before pouring himself a cup of the steaming, hot liquid.

“I swear you are a two year-old trapped in the body of a thirty year-old.”

Jake grinned showing off the doughnut stuck between his teeth and Hunter shook his head.

“Any news?” Hunter asked as he grabbed one of the chocolate glaze donuts and settled into the seat across from Jake. Jake leaned back and brushed his hands together sending a shower of powdered sugar fall down across his lap. Hunter resisted the urge to reach over and clean him up.

“Yes, we’ve managed to track him into the eastern hills. I’m planning to scope out the area later tonight.”

“I’m coming with you.”

“You’re staying here,” Jake corrected, “Need I remind you what happened last time you insisted on tagging along?”


I look forward to your thoughts.

Now be sure to hop over to http://www.wewriwa.com and follow the links to the other author blogs. Happy reading!

Six Sentence Sunday – Back at It

I haven’t been around in a while. Did you miss me? (Of course you did. Silly question.)

Nanowrimo just about did me in but I finished it and made it to 50K without hurting myself or anyone else in the process so it’s all good. Now that I’ve just about recovered, I figured I’d jump back into the blog on my favorite posting day … Six Sentence Sunday!

Yes, friends, it’s that magical time again when I torture you with six sentences of something. There are lots of us participating in the madness so if you want to sample some of what others bring to the table, then be sure to click here for the official list.

But wait! Before you go … Don’t forget to read my offering. It will only hurt for a minute. I promise.

And just what shall I share this week? Well, let’s see. I have some good news. I’m finally getting around to putting the finishing touches on the story formally known as Ghosts Don’t Wear Silk Stockings. This story is back new and improved slapped with a shiny new title and cover. I’m calling it Dating and Divining nowadays (but whether or not this sticks is yet to be determined). Release is just around the corner so I’ll have more news soon.

My six puts you right back in the middle of life with our good friend Brianna Halloway. This girl has guy problems of supernatural proportions.


“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” he said with a smile that revealed perfectly white teeth. There wasn’t a hair on his head that was out of place, as if he’d just stepped out of the pages of a magazine. As a matter of fact, she thought, he bared a striking resemblance to the man on the cover of the romance novel she’d just finished reading. She looked at the cover again and back to the man who still watched her curiously and shook her head to clear such strange thoughts. It couldn’t be.

“It’s okay,” she said trying to find her voice, “I was just leaving.”


I will return soon with details on the release of the book and how you can read more than six sentences at a time. But if you’re really crazy about those six sentence snippets then come back next Sunday for another sneak peek…

Six Sentence Sunday – What Kind of Kidnapper Are You?

The funny thing about November and Nanowrimo is that the days keep passing whether we sit down to write or not. This post finds us already eleven days into the challenge of writing 50,000 words in only 30 days. We’re almost at the halfway point! I’ve never struggled to write that many words in the past so this year I wanted to mix things up a bit and challenge myself to write 72,500 words – or about 2,500 words per day, minus Thanksgiving.

Is it working? Well, not so much. I mean, I’m managing to stay afloat but it’s more taxing than I’d banked on and some days I produce over 4,000 words while other days I spend more time staring at the computer than I actually spend writing. But heck, that’s what Nanowrimo is all about, right?

By the 30th, I’ll have more than 50,000 words. I’ll be a Nanowrimo winner as far as the official challenge is concerned. Will I step up to the plate and answer my own challenge to write 72,500? Well, probably not … but it’s early days yet so we’ll see.

In the meantime, it’s one of our favorite days of the week – Six Sentence Sunday! And without exception, I have returned to share a snippet of my madness. Cassie, our 17 year-old runaway, has found herself mixed up with a potentially dangerous fugitive named Ben that kidnapped her in order to ensure a passage across the country to find the girl that might be able to save him from a bleak fate. Cassie has no reason to trust or to like her kidnapper but she finds herself drawn to him…


She knew she shouldn’t care about him, especially under the circumstances, and she hadn’t known him long enough to think of him as anything other than a monster, but still, she just couldn’t bring herself to believe it. She wanted to know why she sat there with him in this moment because whatever that reason may have been, it felt somehow pre-ordained.

“How will you get your guarantee?” she whispered. He looked at her for a long time and a strange understanding passed between them that she couldn’t put into words.

“I don’t know yet.”

“What kind of kidnapper are you?”


According to spell check, “pre-ordained” is not actually a word. Hmmm… Really? Have I gone that crazy already?

At any rate, whatever sort of kidnapper Ben may be, it’s clear that things will get shaken up a bit for both of them this November, even if I have to make up lots of new words to do it.

Thanks for stopping by and sampling my six. Be sure to hop over to the main Six Sentence Sunday website and check out the other participants as well.

Until we meet again…

Six Sentence Sunday – Teen Angst and Nanowrimo

Happy Six Sentence Sunday and look, it’s day four of Nanowrimo and I’m still pretty much sane and speaking coherently. (Enjoy it now because it won’t last.) Best of all, I’ve managed to scoot over to my blog to share with you a snippet of this crazy work-in-progress in honor of Six Sentence Sunday.

In typical fashion, I approached Nanowrimo with no plan, only my love of writing and my desire to produce at least 50,000 words in a single month. Where I lack in plot, I make up for in enthusiasm (and maybe even a little bit of creativity? Or is that craziness? Who knows.) But I sure have fun with it and that’s the main thing. I always say that the rest of the year is for serious writing and November is just for letting loose and seeing where it takes me. I don’t plan to change that.

Since I seem to toggle between semi-serious stories and downright comical and I did a pretty lighthearted story last year, it was time to change gears and go for serious this year. I had this idea a while ago inspired by an REM song. For some reason, I like the characters and I felt compelled to follow them to wherever they may lead me. I’ve never ventured into young adult territory before but this year I might cross that border and see how it fits. But what it is or where it ends up is all yet to be determined. Still early days yet…

So, let’s keep in mind that Nanowrimo is about plugging away and racking up the word count even if that means sacrificing quality for the time being. I’ve tightly restrained inner editor in the dungeon until December so take this with a grain of salt.

Cassie is a 17 year-old with all the usual teen angst that comes with the age. It’s August and senior year looms ahead with responsibilities and choices in deciding what to do after high school. If that wasn’t daunting enough, things are not going well at home. Mom and Dad are getting a divorce and Cassie is getting caught up in the middle…


By the time evening came, she lingered outside in Mike’s car as long as she could reluctant to go back into the house that had started to feel more like a prison than a safe haven. Mike held her hand and watched her, no doubt trying to read the expression in her eyes.

“We should run away together,” she said at last breaking the silence between them. Mike inhaled sharply but didn’t respond right away. She stopped staring at the drape covered curtains hiding the shadows that moved within the walls and looked back at him.

“It’s going to get better, Cass, I promise.”


Be sure to hop on over to the official Six Sentence Sunday website to check out the other writers. I would venture to guess than more than a few of us are posting our latest and greatest from Nanowrimo this month. Is that a good thing? I sure hope so. 🙂

Six Sentence Sunday – Nanowrimo Rewind, Part 2

It’s the last weekend before Nanowrimo begins. Sensible people are preparing for their writing frenzy. I’ve been called a lot of things in my lifetime but I don’t remember anyone ever calling me sensible. Nonetheless, I’m one step ahead of my usual routine. I actually have an idea and I might spend some time this weekend sitting down and getting to know my characters. When Thursday arrives, I’ll be ready to rumble.

Well… assuming, of course, that the superstorm hasn’t knocked out power…

To celebrate this awesome time of year, last weekend I chose to share six sentences from my very first Nanowrimo. That was a great year writing even if I didn’t end up with a story that I could share with the world. (It was tough enough pulling out six sentences!)

After that first Nanowrimo, I was hooked. There was no resisting the temptation of joining in a second year. Today I’m picking out six sentences from my equally crazy second year disaster from 2009. That year I wanted to go for a bit of a comedic story and I came up with the vague notion of a single mom turned porn star. (I know, I know…) I wasn’t sure exactly how this would happen but I knew I wanted a lot of laugh-out-loud moments to get from point A to point B. I didn’t disappoint myself.

Granted, just like the first year, I didn’t end up with a story that I felt worthy of revision and sharing with the world and it never really did take the porn star turn that I’d originally envisioned … BUT I did end up with something quirky and fun that maybe someday I will revisit. You never know. There might be the seeds of story in all that craziness that is just waiting to grow.

So without further ado, let’s dive into my six for this happy Sunday…

Poor Amy. Her husband has up and left her in favor of a sunny life in Florida. Amy has to find a way to move on with life for the sake of her nine year old daughter Casey but despite the ways he’s devastated her, she still believes he’ll wake up one morning and realize the mistake he’s made and return for her. She sleeps with his photo by her side. Amy’s sister Mary is quick to push Amy back into the real world leading the way through disastrous job interviews and the craziness of online dating. (Ah, who couldn’t love a character who becomes infamously referred to as ‘Fish Guy’.) In the meantime, a mysterious, yet handsome stranger, shows up looking for Mary and he’s got something urgent to tell her that will plunge them both into a perilous mystery. The mutual attraction hits hard but Amy still clings to the life she had before … at least for a while.

Here Amy meets our mystery man…


I got up to rummage through the nearby desk looking for anything that would pass as paper. He didn’t look convinced but he’d relaxed enough that he didn’t make a run for it like a scared rabbit when I got up. He was watching me closely when I turned back to hand him the yellowed envelope and pen.

“What?” I asked. Okay, so I wasn’t wearing my most attractive outfit but I didn’t think I looked that awful.

“Nothing,” he said as his cheeks flushed.


Make sure you check out the official Six Sentence Sunday website for more fun from fellow writers and tell them Stephanie sent you!

Next week (gasp!) I’ll be ready to share my first six from this year’s Nanowrimo fun.

And just in case you are curious what happened to my third and fourth Nanowrimo endeavor, well, let me tell you. During my third year, I expanded on a short story that I had written for a contest. It was a little messy, of course, but after November I kept at it and eventually rewrote most it – turning it into my first published novel titled The Between World.

During my fourth year, I decided to take the comedic turn again and played around with a girl and her demon lover. That story is undergoing yet another round of edits and will soon make its way into the world as Ghosts Don’t Wear Silk Stockings.

And this year? Who knows! Let’s see where this takes us, shall we?

Until we meet again…