tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post6741361396509126650..comments2024-03-26T07:33:18.502-04:00Comments on WordWranglers: #WriterWednesday: Share Your First Line!Margiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03843006118151762550noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-67114151063303455212015-07-09T15:21:42.069-04:002015-07-09T15:21:42.069-04:00Love this--tie-dyed sunset is great imagery!Love this--tie-dyed sunset is great imagery!Nanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08809913527142033733noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-22134008169383290852015-07-08T23:19:12.382-04:002015-07-08T23:19:12.382-04:00oooh, I like! Good luck with it, Nicole!oooh, I like! Good luck with it, Nicole!Kristina Knighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13674920511835640874noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-51423019351131816022015-07-08T17:40:26.563-04:002015-07-08T17:40:26.563-04:00This is the first line of a manuscript I've go...This is the first line of a manuscript I've got an R&R on - which I need to fix up and submit.<br /><br />An incessant, annoying beep pulled at Amber Johnson’s consciousness, dragging her from the dark recesses of the first peaceful sleep she’d had for months. <br />Nicole Flocktonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09665906758298755919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-39336948254793319322015-07-08T15:35:09.397-04:002015-07-08T15:35:09.397-04:00Oh, I love that!Oh, I love that!Liz Flahertyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06794565644883272260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-76287507502760808292015-07-08T15:34:27.692-04:002015-07-08T15:34:27.692-04:00Thanks, Margie!Thanks, Margie!Liz Flahertyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06794565644883272260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-26463361984471386982015-07-08T14:10:03.672-04:002015-07-08T14:10:03.672-04:00I love this. Very descriptive and character buildi...I love this. Very descriptive and character building and I need to know why she never leaves - and what might push her to do so!Kristina Knighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13674920511835640874noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-5897489845325932872015-07-08T14:09:06.051-04:002015-07-08T14:09:06.051-04:00ooooh, I wanna read more! ooooh, I wanna read more! Kristina Knighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13674920511835640874noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-34423121923020110942015-07-08T14:08:45.681-04:002015-07-08T14:08:45.681-04:00makes me wonder where she is...and why - great job...makes me wonder where she is...and why - great job!Kristina Knighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13674920511835640874noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-8295071069679459382015-07-08T14:08:20.288-04:002015-07-08T14:08:20.288-04:00oooh, love it, Marty!oooh, love it, Marty!Kristina Knighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13674920511835640874noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-79133650134519084522015-07-08T13:33:40.656-04:002015-07-08T13:33:40.656-04:00You clinched me at "Too many bruises to count...You clinched me at "Too many bruises to count"...Margiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03843006118151762550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-45723014442225964572015-07-08T13:32:31.131-04:002015-07-08T13:32:31.131-04:00This is from a barely there WIP--in that I have th...This is from a barely there WIP--in that I have this opening and an a vague idea of what I want to do with it. But, one day it will come...<br /><br />Anelise Kennedy collected suitcases like other girls collected purses. She had a tapestry one for visiting relatives in New England, a coral-colored one for jetting off to the Caribbean, and a slate blue one for business trips. At least, that’s what she told herself when she purchased them. The truth was that Anelise never went anywhere. She only dreamed of leaving.Margiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03843006118151762550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-23357901706233441902015-07-08T13:30:25.987-04:002015-07-08T13:30:25.987-04:00Intrigued am I...Intrigued am I...Margiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03843006118151762550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-74434375924980079632015-07-08T13:29:56.185-04:002015-07-08T13:29:56.185-04:00I work in retail and I've had dresses returned...I work in retail and I've had dresses returned that smelled exactly like this. Gross! LOLMargiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03843006118151762550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-73783073368699190172015-07-08T13:29:15.912-04:002015-07-08T13:29:15.912-04:00Love your title, Liz! I'd pick it up just for ...Love your title, Liz! I'd pick it up just for that :)Margiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03843006118151762550noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-69990336700664011422015-07-08T13:28:43.343-04:002015-07-08T13:28:43.343-04:00Nice!
Nice!<br />mkchesterhttp://www.mkchester.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-89431397956596807242015-07-08T12:49:01.424-04:002015-07-08T12:49:01.424-04:00Oh, my...Oh, my...Liz Flahertyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06794565644883272260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-48865937741629065662015-07-08T11:22:39.073-04:002015-07-08T11:22:39.073-04:00From my WIP...a woman detective, hopefully the fir...From my WIP...a woman detective, hopefully the first story in a series:<br /><br />“We bury our dead alive, don’t we?”cj pettersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10057216983469158184noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-24899045392486002722015-07-08T10:49:46.589-04:002015-07-08T10:49:46.589-04:00From my #CampNaNo WIP -Fated Desire:
The stale od...From my #CampNaNo WIP -Fated Desire:<br /><br />The stale odor of cigarette smoke combined with the musty hint of mildew permeated the air.Becky Fladehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12120096212994113318noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-55007681700479485782015-07-08T10:06:06.272-04:002015-07-08T10:06:06.272-04:00This is from my re-write on a paranormal I have on...This is from my re-write on a paranormal I have on file called Untouchable:<br /><br /> Chloe’s head throbbed like someone had tried to split her skull open with a pick-axe. The muscles in her arms burned from the frantic back and forth of scrubbing her bloodstained carpet. Sucking air into her lungs through the pain of bruised ribs, she realized her face carried too many bruises to count every time she moved.MK Chesterhttp://www.mkchester.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-33979418174382613112015-07-08T08:20:24.272-04:002015-07-08T08:20:24.272-04:00oooh, great description! love it, Liz, thanks for ...oooh, great description! love it, Liz, thanks for playing along!Kristina Knighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13674920511835640874noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-133132309124375119.post-49815640099013961462015-07-08T06:41:46.751-04:002015-07-08T06:41:46.751-04:00I like your beginning! My line on The Gingerbread ...I like your beginning! My line on The Gingerbread Heart, the novella I'm writing for a Christmas box set, is:<br /><br />Cass drove west into the tie-dyed sunset, keeping her eyes on the two-lane road that stretched before her after she took the Christmas Town exit. Liz Flahertyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06794565644883272260noreply@blogger.com