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Weekend Writing Warriors / #8Sunday

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Hello everyone,

Since Six Sentence Sunday ended, I have not shared or posted in quite some time. My friend Teresa Cypher *waves hello, told me about the Weekend Writing Warriors. It is fun and easy to join in and share what you are working on!!

The Rules are simple ~ Every Sunday, post 8 sentences from a current writing project, published or unpublished. Visit other participants and offer opinions, critiques, support. Writers hanging out with writers, a good time with a great group of people.

My first post for the WWW begins in Starlight Cove at the end of the prologue that will launch the reader into my first novel, Awaken.


Tori pleaded, “Daddy please don’t leave me.”

Dark hair whipped around her face as she struggled to reach him. What was happening?    

“Magic won’t let him stay Satori. We have to say good-bye”  

Good-bye? Magic was a gift.

Daddy walked into the pool of moonlight and blew her a kiss. Her eyes continued to spill tears as the father she adored evaporated into a thousand slivers of light, spun into a vortex, and spilled into the pond.

Daddy was gone. Magic took him.

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Thank you to everyone that reads and comments, I appreciate it!!

Six Sentence Sunday #16



Hope you are enjoying a beautiful Autumn Sunday!! I must say, this is my favorite time of year.

Last week Tori relinquished Janine’s keys to Otis and prepared to go into her mother’s house. I’ve had a few emails and comments concerned over Otis driving back into town. Hopefully, this snippet will reassure you that Otis is on top of everything in Starlight Cove.


The overnight bag was heavier now as she hefted it over her shoulder. She took a step toward mom’s home and then turned on her heel.

“Otis, it’s so dark out tonight.” Her heart pounded. She couldn’t leave him stranded. “How are you going to get back into town?”

“Satori, what has Seattle done to you? Don’t you know how a taxi service works?” he walked to her and held out his arm like Cary Grant.

“Of course I do…but…”

He pointed to the crowd inside her mother’s house, “When this is all over, those pretty ladies inside are going to need a ride into town.”

“Yes, yes they are.” A smile warmed her face as she looped her free arm through his.

“Good thing I’m here then isn’t it?” He winked. 


Please make sure to visit all the wonderful authors this Sunday by clicking the banner above. It’s so much fun and I’ve made so many amazing friends!!!

Thank you to everyone that reads and comments, I appreciate it!!


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Six Sentence Sunday #15



Hope you are having a wonderful Sunday! Thanks so much for taking a few minutes of your day to visit and read my snippet from Starlight Cove. I appreciate your visit and every comment posted. Especially while I am in the intense editing stage at the moment…

Last week, Tori was thinking about what ‘family’ meant to her as she sat in the taxi with Otis.


The key slid easily from the ignition. Tori grasped it tight and smiled. Janine was her first taste of freedom, whether it was sneaking into the old drive-in out on Lakeshore Drive, or parking by the cove and watching the asteroid shower. Relinquishing the key to Otis revived those old memories. Happy memories of this place.

Tori caressed the steering wheel. Thanks sweet girl. She stepped out of the taxi and walked around to the trunk. Otis met her there and popped the trunk. 


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Six Sentence Sunday #14




Sorry I’m posting this a few hours late. I was at Goat Fest. Yes, you read that correctly, Goat Fest. I had no idea what it was either. Yes, there were goats and live music and dancing children and food and friends and fun. Sounded like  perfect Starlight Cove event, so I had to check it out!!!

Now for this weeks snippet. Otis and Tori are sitting in the taxi. Tori is apprehensive about going into the house and Otis just mentioned he considered her family.

Family. Tears welled in her eyes. Wasn’t family dependable? Like picking you up from dance rehearsals or attending the science fair. Mom never remembered. Tori wiped her eyes. If she was going to survive the chaos mom created tonight with yet another vanishing act, tears had to be vanquished. 


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Six Sentence Sunday #13



Hope you are enjoying an amazing holiday weekend. Sorry for my absence last week! I’m back this week to pick up where the story left off…Satori drove up to her mom’s home but couldn’t get out of Otis’s taxi.

Otis popped open the glove box and pulled out a box of playing cards. He shuffled the cards and dealt them into seven piles. Solitaire. The solid rhythm of him flipping cards by the dim dash light soothed Tori’s nerves.

“Otis, thank you…” She glanced at his calm profile in the dark. “…for bringing me up the hill.”

He continued to flip over the cards in neat piles, “That’s what family does Satori.” 


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Six Sentence Sunday #12





Happy Sunday everyone, I hope you are enjoying an amazing weekend.

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Last week, Satori  reached the top of Main Street and the bike/tree. This week she finally arrives at her mom’s house…


Mom lived just out of town, literally over the river and through the woods, then up on the ridge top in the thick forest. The house had been in the family since Starlight Cove had been settled.

Even at nightfall, the house glowed as they approached it. Tori’s green gabled prison of nightmares. Mom’s house at last.

Moonlight filtered through the maple leaves casting ghostly shadows over the pathway to the front door. Tori sat back in the security of Janine’s leather seat. Her hand rested on the safety belt release. Why couldn’t she move?

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Six Sentence Sunday #11




I hope everyone is having an amazing weekend! Thanks for stopping by for another Six Sunday post.

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Last week Satori was driving through the woods at the end of Main Street to her mom’s house…

The top of Main Street circled around an ancient tree.  A rusted bike frame was gobbled up by one of the oldest cedars in the forest about fifty years ago. Main Street circled round the bike/tree out of respect or perhaps out of fear. You never knew in this town.

Tori gripped the steering wheel and glimpsed over at Otis. He winked and it gave her the nudge she needed to continue. This was the last glimpse of civilization before she circled left toward mom’s house on Firefly Lane. 


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Flash Fiction #6




The Guidelines Are Simple:

Look at the photo posted each Friday.

Remember this is flash fiction, so you  just need to post a scene or a character sketch. If it grows into something larger, that is fantastic!

You have the option of posting it here in the comments section or on your blog.

If you post on your blog, please leave a link here, in the comments, so everyone can check it out.


And here is this Friday’s prompt ~


* Art by Robert Montgomery. He is a London artist who hijacks advertising space intended for commuters who don’t know they are art. His texts are part poetry, part an inquiry into our collective unconscious.”

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Tuesday Teaser ~ The Brahms Deception by Louise Marley





Frederica stretched out her arms and opened her hand to admire the long tapering fingers, so white in the brilliant sunshine. She leaned back against Brahm’s strong shoulder, and closed her eyes to feel the breeze on her eyelids, the cooling air on her flushed cheeks. She had seen Clara’s portraits.

and one more tease from the same page 🙂

Frederica felt Clara within, crying out to Hannes for help. She was frightened, naturally.

pg 34 The Brahms Deception Louise Marley



Frederica Daniels, a brilliant musicologist whose life is devoid of romance, has won an irresistible opportunity – to go back in time to the era of Johannes Brahms. Transported to Tuscany in the 1860s, she finds herself living in the body of beautiful Clara Schumann and is swept into an affair with the charismatic Brahms. Rival scholar Kristian North is elected to travel to the past and retrieve Frederica, who is unwilling to leave. While Kristian revels in the beauty of Italy and the genius of Brahms, he is unable to unearth Frederica’s deception. And it is only with Clara’s help that he will be able to protect the musical legacy of Brahms and the balance of time itself…

Louise Marley’s love of music and history shines in this romantic tale. Can you imagine being ‘transferred’ to the past? This book is the perfect blend of all my favorite elements, thriller, intrigue, history, sci-fi, and a touch of romance. I’ve read it several times and it is still one of my favorites!!


Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Just do the following:

• Grab your current read
• Open to a random page
• Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
• BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
• Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers!

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The ‘Look’ Challenge



 Cindy Nord tagged me in the LOOK Challenge and then Kathleen Rice Adams ‘encouraged’ me to post soon and share!  The Look Challenge reminds us to be aware of overused words and replace them with something more appropriate as well as a chance to share our current WIP.


The rules of the Challenge require the tagged authors to find the first occurrence of “look” in their work in progress. We then post that ‘look’ and the surrounding snippet of that scene. Next we have to tag an unspecified number of friends. Here’s a short snippet from my current WIP, Awaken.


This WIP is the one I have been posting in my Six Sentence Sunday posts the past few weeks. Satori Winters must return home to Starlight Cove to help find her missing mother. The first appearance of ‘look’ is in the prologue, the next in the 1st chapter/1st sentence! I’m posting both snippets since it took me so long to post for this challenge.




The night exhaled through the fresh leaves. Tori twirled through the tall elderberry hedges eager to play with her garden friends. The white petals of the jasmine stars fluttered open and awakened the moondrop fairies from their nests, their giggle glowing in the night sky.


A cool ethereal mist dropped down from the face of the full moon and swirled over the mirrored surface of the pond. It lingered, dancing in the moonbeams.


Mom’s golden light blinked off upstairs. Tori couldn’t wait to see what magical gifts were going to be offered to the garden tonight. Mama and she always looked forward to this special time together when they could share the full moon gifts. Tori couldn’t wait to sing to them. The window bellowed open.


A swarm of puffy blue dragons descended into the garden and hummed like fuzzy bumble bees all around her.



Chapter One:


The purple stained cells looked like spilled tears. Tori Winters eased back from the microscope and rubbed her eyes. Twelve-hour days were exhausting. Make that five twelve-hour days in a row.

Wouldn’t you know a five year old would offer the most challenging case to end the day? Lord knows they stick everything in their mouths. And then they refuse to talk about what they stuck in there, which means running a plethora of tests. And now, even his poop wasn’t talking about what was making him sick. Why couldn’t he have swallowed a quarter or eaten a bug? Five year olds and their darn imaginations. What was making this kid sick?


Now I challenge ~

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