Six Sentence Sunday – 9/16/12

 Today is #sixsunday where writers share six sentences from their work. 

NEWS: MUST LOVE BREECHES finaled in Heart of Denver’s Molly contest in the paranormal category! I also finally finished polishing the sucker and sent it out into query land–fingers crossed!

Today’s Six Sunday is from STEAM ME UP, RAWLEY, my steampunk romance set in Mobile, AL. Everyone, including the new boarder Dr. Rawley, is sitting down to dinner. They’ve been eating and talking away for a bit when their automaton butler comes in to announce breakfast instead of dinner. The heroine’s brother Robert was asked if he could fix it and he makes a bad pun about his mechanical left hand. This picks up exactly where we left off:

Everyone else groaned at the poor pun, but Adele flinched, horrified he could joke about the loss of his hand. She turned back to Dr. Rawley and asked, “Why did you cross the Atlantic if you’re not the adventuresome sort? And why Mobile?”

The door shut behind Robert and Walter, and she relaxed a fraction.

Her father interrupted. “Adele, let the poor man have a proper supper without you badgering him.”

As always I welcome constructive feedback.

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Six Sentence Sunday – 9/9/12

I’m back! Dragon*Con was a lot of fun, and will try to post an update soon. Today is #sixsunday where writers share six sentences from their work. 

NEWS: MUST LOVE BREECHES finaled in FF&P’s On the Far Side contest (time travel/steampunk/historical category) last weekend, and this weekend, it came in first in the Celtic Hearts Golden Claddagh contest in the paranormal category!

Today’s Six Sunday is from STEAM ME UP, RAWLEY, my steampunk romance set in Mobile, AL. Everyone, including the new boarder Dr. Rawley, is sitting down to dinner. They’ve been eating and talking away for a bit when their automaton butler comes in to announce breakfast instead of dinner. The heroine’s brother Robert was asked if he could fix it. This picks up exactly where we left off:

“I’ll see to it right now. I’ll just get some of Camilla’s delicious pie to fortify myself.”

“I thought you were an archaeologist?” Dr. Rawley asked.

“You were not misinformed, however, I do like to keep my hand in all things mechanical.” Robert winked and held up his mechanical left hand.

As always I welcome constructive feedback.

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Six Sentence Sunday – 8/26/12

Today is #sixsunday where writers share six sentences from their work. 

NEWS: MUST LOVE BREECHES finaled in Utah’s Heart of the West contest over the weekend!

Also, I will not be around next Sunday as I’ll be in Atlanta for Dragon*Con. Hopefully. Tropical Storm Isaac is making this iffy (I live in Mobile which is inside the warning cone). If I’m not, it’ll mean it’s hit us and I probably won’t have power, so will miss y’all anyway! I’m going to try and visit everyone in the early a.m., as I need to spend most of today preparing for possible Hurricane Isaac. Keep everyone on the Gulf Coast in your prayers this coming week…

Today’s Six Sunday is from STEAM ME UP, RAWLEY, my steampunk romance set in Mobile, AL. This skips to the next chapter, when everyone, including the new boarder Dr. Rawley, is sitting down to dinner. They’ve been eating and talking away for a bit when this happens (Robert is the heroine’s brother):

A metal clanking noise sounded in the hall, and Walter, their automaton butler pushed through the double doors.

“Breakfast is served,” its tinny but serious voice incorrectly intoned.

Her mother groaned. “Robert, can you please see to Walter? This is getting old.”

Robert stood quickly.

As always I welcome constructive feedback. I’m not sure I have the timing down right to make it clear what the butler did wrong, so any suggestions for improvement is welcome! Thank you!

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Six Sentence Sunday – 8/19/12

Today is #sixsunday where writers share six sentences from their work. 

Today’s Six Sunday is picking up where we left off last week with STEAM ME UP, RAWLEY, my steampunk romance set in Mobile, AL. Loki returns Rawley’s cravat that had flown away when Rawley landed in his hot air balloon, leaving him indecently clothed and giving the heroine her first peek at a man’s collarbone. Loki is a monkey and he’s wearing oyster shell armor, and Rawley asked if Loki was wearing oyster shells. This picks up with the heroine answering:

“Indeed, sir, it’s his armor and most prized possession.”

He quirked an eyebrow. “Intriguing.” He stood and wrapped the cravat around his neck several times and knotted it with an indifferent style. Now he was decently clothed. Drat.

As always I welcome constructive feedback. Thank you!

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Six Sentence Sunday – 8/12/12

Today is #sixsunday where writers share six sentences from their work. 

I am so sorry I never got around to visiting everyone last week. I underestimated how much RWA drained me. I promise to go around today!

Today’s Six Sunday is picking up where we left off last week with STEAM ME UP, RAWLEY, my steampunk romance set in Mobile, AL. Loki returns Rawley’s cravat that had flown away when Rawley landed in his hot air balloon. Loki is a monkey and he’s wearing oyster shell armor, so that you know what Rawley means at the end:

“What have we here?” Dr. Rawley squatted in front of Loki and held out his hand. Obligingly, Loki placed it in his palm like he was bestowing a great and delicate treasure. “What an obliging creature. Thank you, little sir.”

Dr. Rawley gave Loki a pat on the head, and asked, “Are these… oyster shells?”

As always I welcome constructive feedback. Thank you!

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Six Sentence Sunday – 8/5/12

Today is #sixsunday where writers share six sentences from their work. 

NEWS: MUST LOVE BREECHES finaled in Georgia’s Maggie, and also Greater Seattle’s ECO contest! That makes 7 contest finals to-date!

Today’s Six Sunday I’m picking up roughly where we left off a month ago (!) with my steampunk romance STEAM ME UP, RAWLEY. Rawley has landed in a balloon, and his cravat has scandalously flown away during the landing. Adele is mesmerized by the glimpse of sexy neck and collarbone. I’m skipping a line or two where she notes with interest that he’s blushing. The first to speak is Rawley, who has caught her staring:

“Your father?”

She started. “Oh, yes, of course.”

“Nteech scrrrtch.”

Adele looked down. Loki tugged on Dr. Rawley’s trouser leg, his cravat waving in the monkey’s tiny fist like a flag of surrender.

As always I welcome constructive feedback. Thank you!

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Six Sentence Sunday – 7/8/12

Today is #sixsunday where writers share six sentences from their work. Today I’m sharing sentences of my new novel, STEAM ME UP, RAWLEY. I finished the rough draft only last month ago, so this is pretty rough. It’ll probably get revised a ton, but this will give you a rough idea.

This is a steampunk romance set in 1890 Mobile, Alabama, and a loose sequel to MUST LOVE BREECHES. Last week we saw the hero’s cravat sail away in the breeze as he’s approaching in a hot air balloon. I’ve skipped his landing and his introducing himself to the heroine:

Her eyes dropped to the faux pas in his attire, the lack of cravat. She’d never seen a man’s throat and collarbone before. Well, except her father’s and he didn’t count. Her heart gave an extra little thump. Tiny black hairs were sprinkled there, teasing her as to what lay beneath his shirt.

Strong-looking fingers fiddled with the collar at his throat, attempting to close the gap.

As always I welcome constructive feedback. Thank you!

IN OTHER NEWS: MUST LOVE BREECHES finaled in the Celtic Hearts RWA chapter contest, the Golden Claddagh, in the paranormal category this past week!

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Thank you to everyone who comes by and comments each week! 

Six Sentence Sunday – 7/1/12

Today is #sixsunday where writers share six sentences from their work. Today I’m sharing sentences of my new novel, STEAM ME UP, RAWLEY. I finished the rough draft only last month ago, so this is pretty rough. It’ll probably get revised a ton, but this will give you a rough idea.

This is a steampunk romance set in 1890 Mobile, Alabama, and a loose sequel to MUST LOVE BREECHES. Last week we saw her fantasize about the destruction of her boss’ office by her monkey Loki. Afterwards, she is in her backyard reliving and embellishing on that day dream, when a hot air balloon invades her dream, piloted by a black-haired, blue-eyed man. (See this post that wasn’t part of SixSunday for an excerpt) The balloon is real, and she chastises herself for using such a description for his eyes as “blue blue” and tries to come up with the right description while she watches him try to land. Last week he asked if she was of any use. I’m skipping the part where she admonishes him that he’s doing splendidly, all he needs to do is land. She continues to watch him:

He wore no coat! How scandalous. Adele grinned. She watched the muscles bunch and flex under his shirtsleeves.

He had on a light gray waistcoat, its top button undone. His cravat was all to pieces, flapping around his neck–No–Sailing away now in the light breeze.

As always I welcome constructive feedback. Thank you!

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Six Sentence Sunday – 6/24/12 – Meet the Hero

Today is #sixsunday where writers share six sentences from their work. Today I’m sharing sentences of my new novel, STEAM ME UP, RAWLEY. I finished the rough draft only last month ago, so this is pretty rough. It’ll probably get revised a ton, but this will give you a rough idea.

This is a steampunk romance set in 1890 Mobile, Alabama, and a loose sequel to MUST LOVE BREECHES. Last week we saw her fantasize about the destruction of her boss’ office by her monkey Loki. Afterwards, she is in her backyard reliving and embellishing on that day dream, when a hot air balloon invades her dream, piloted by a black-haired, blue-eyed man. (See this post that wasn’t part of SixSunday for an excerpt) The balloon is real, and she chastises herself for using such a description for his eyes as “blue blue” and tries to come up with the right description while she watches him try to land. One of the options she comes up with is ‘beetle blue’ and the dialogue is from the man:

“Help! Confounded thing.”

Beetle blue? Not very romantic. But there were those little beetles that had that iridescent underbelly…

“Are you of any use, woman?”

As always I welcome constructive feedback. Thank you!

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Six Sentence Sunday – 6/17/12

Today is #sixsunday where writers share six sentences from their work. Today I’m sharing sentences of my new novel, STEAM ME UP, RAWLEY. I finished the rough draft only last month ago, so this is pretty rough. It’ll probably get revised a ton, but this will give you a rough idea.

I apologize for being largely absent last Sunday visiting y’all! Our power went out from the storm at 9 a.m. and we didn’t get it back on until that evening, combined with family visiting it proved too much… I WILL visit today!

This is a steampunk romance set in 1890 Mobile, Alabama, and a loose sequel to MUST LOVE BREECHES. The female protagonist is a reporter and she’s marched into the office of her boss to demand to write more challenging pieces. He’s being a jerk and she starts to day dream about her pet monkey, Loki, wreaking havoc on Mr. Tonti’s desk. Then, as he continued being a jerk and ignoring her, it progressed to this. When I wrote this, I had not idea the heroine had such a violent streak.

Now Loki was pulling out his left eyeball in her imagination. A nice satisfying pop as it came free. Now the other one. Yes, and with other items plucked off his person, Loki juggling them on his desk. And still Mr. Tonti worked on, unfazed.

His face turned up and glared at her with his healthy and decidedly whole eyes.

As always I welcome constructive feedback. Thank you!

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