Monday, May 30, 2011

Funny One-Liner From 39 Clues

I was reading to the kids after dinner tonight, like I try to do every night, and tonight's book was book 11 of the 39 Clues.  This book, unfortunately, doesn't have true chapters.  It has 4 short stories within one book and dot-dot-dots.  Normally, I'd stop reading at the end of a chapter, but as this one has none, I tend to stop at the dot-dot-dots.

Now, it's become my children's favorite thing to ask me to read one more page, one more paragraph, one more sentence!  And I obliged tonight.  Here is the scrumptious morsel they heard:

"Goat manure, though no one's favorite substance, had the benefit of being soft."


Wednesday, May 25, 2011

My NaNoWriMo 2011 story

Synopsis: Haunted
Twin sisters, Rita and Cami Skotadi, are very different. Best friends who share almost everything, there's nothing one wouldn't do for the other. They also happen to be witches. Well, sort of.

For seventeen years, the Skotadi twins lived in Georgia. But, the summer before their senior year, the Skotadi family was forced to move to the small town of Waxhaw, North Carolina to escape the fallout of Cami's witchcraft fiasco.

Making friends in a new town is never easy.

Sparks fly and history attempts to repeat itself when Rita meets her soulmate only to find out he's dating her sister. Rita must break the cycle or lose her soulmate forever.

Excerpt: Haunted

“Do you really think that?”

He was staring at me intensely, waiting for me to answer. I couldn’t speak while looking at him. I frowned and looked down at our entwined hands. I yanked mine free.

“Think what?” I tried to play dumb. Not waiting to hear him say it, I grouched, “It doesn’t matter what I think or feel. You chose my sister over me…even though we have this spark…this connection between us. And I know you feel it too. But she’s claimed you and now you’re hers.”

I felt his hand on my chin, turning my face back to his, but I wouldn’t look at him. I couldn’t.

“Maevarete, look at me,” he said gently, caressingly.

I couldn’t. The sound of my name on his lips made my heart pound. It wasn’t fair. I felt the tears budding in my eyes and tried to pull out of his touch. The next thing I knew, his other hand cupped my cheek and his lips were on mine.

I'm a winner!
28 days = 50, 958 words and counting