Six Sentence Sundays

I finally got over the block I've been facing these last few weeks with book2. If all goes as planned, the book will be finished by Nov or Dec. I re-plotted it all and am feeling confident about the scenes again. My cat decided to use my white board as a ramp and as a result she had rubbed most of the writing off, forcing me to try and remember it all again. lol This time, when I wrote down the points, I jotted it down in a pad of paper.

What woke her was something else that had nothing to do with Stefan. This was just another part of who she—Doctor Mackenzie Black—was. She was a freak. Once upon a very long time, she’d been human, born to a normal human mother and father. The fact that Broderick and the Council had injected her brain with a virus to mutate her DNA made her into something else that she couldn’t quite explain. Or want to.

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Six Sentence Sundays

In the WIP I'm currently working on, the hero and heroine have a small little gesture they do throughout the book. It's nothing big, but even before they became more, they did it. It's a way for them to keep a connection. All they have to do is link their finger together to re-affirm their bond.

His palm curved around her arm as he slid a wide, leather bracelet over her wrist, securing it. She felt something cool against her wrist and realized the leather band concealed a small weapon. “Be safe. I’ll be listening. If you need help, I’ll be there.”

She nodded and slid her fingers along his, hooking their index fingers together a moment before she slipped away, back onto the dance floor.