Friday, June 15, 2012

Seven Sentence Challenge

The Rules:

Go to page 7 or 77 in your current manuscript

Go to line 7

Post on your blog or Facebook page the next 7 lines, or sentences, as they are – no cheating

Tag 7 other authors to do the same.

The man entered in a blur, slamming the door shut as he moved. Lips, so familiar but so long absent covered hers in a moment. And that spicy, woodsy scent. She breathed it in, the fragrance igniting her memory banks. Heat flooded through her body as it instantly remembered and responded to him. Her thighs grew soft, her sex so wet, her womb tight…

Her lips parted on a groan and let him in.


(From: Rebellious Submission, Cress Family book 5)

And I challenge:

Bronwyn Green
Dakota Rebel
Simone Anderson
Jennifer Armintrout
Gabrielle Holly
Mia Watts
Kelsey St. James

~~Brynn

Sunday, June 3, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday

Good morning! For this week's Six Sentence, I thought that I'd share a snip from my upcoming Daly Way, Briar's Cowboys. Here goes:

Though it was legendary for its horse stock, one didn’t find the Flying D without knowing where it was at or having a great map. For Briar, it was the former—she’d never forget her way home.

Centuries-old trees canopied the path for a good fifteen minutes before thinning to finally reveal a sprawling spread that was one of the largest in all of the region, weighing in at over one-hundred-thousand acres. She could get lost here for days—and she needed that.

When her old friend, Robert Daly had invited her to come back, she’d known it was time.

There was nowhere like home to heal.

Tune in next week when I'll share another Briar clip!!

Hugs!
~~Brynn

Saturday, June 2, 2012

Being Real

Today's post isn't about a book or writing or anything like that. It's all about being real. Deep down real.

Ever been in a funk and you couldn't explain it? I try to be cheerful and upbeat all the time, but seriously, for the past month, I've mostly been mad. Just angry for no identifiable reason. Have you ever been there?

I don't know. Maybe it's not so much angry as agitated

Personally, things are decent in my life with only the normal aggravations. But, I've been so upset for other people I'm a strung out mess. The middle of this past week, I didn't have enough fingers on one hand to count the number of people close to me who were sick, really sick, and some of them with unexplained maladies that weren't going away. Serious things that really worried me. One of my favorite teachers from high school passed away. He was only 64 and he'd discovered a short three weeks before he had cancer. He didn't deserve to go that way. Heck, no one deserves to go that way. We were also shocked by one of my husband's friends getting arrested. It was so shocking because he was a great guy, awesome to be around. He appeared to be a model citizen. Not so much. What he did was really bad. Shocking. Really distressing. He destroyed his family by his actions. I just cried for his family and for him the other day. His consequences are tragic and, among other things, he's never going to see his kids again. I wish people would think. Really think.

I've just been in such pain for other people.

Literally, every day this week, I went to bed and stared at the ceiling for an hour before I finally got up and brainlessly played an off-version of Bejeweled on my iPad until I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore. Anything mindless to keep me from thinking.

Maybe I shouldn't admit this here. Maybe I should keep everything upbeat and superficial. I don't know. I think sometimes it's best to just be real and to let you know you're not alone if you go through things like this, too.

Hugs to all of you. And hopefully back to the regularly scheduled cheer tomorrow.