I don't know about the rest of you, but July seems to be one wildly busy week after another, which is why I'm still in the process of responding to comment made on the SSS snippet I posted last week. Being busy is good, but I'm ready for things to slow down a bit.
This weeks snippet is from my YA manuscript, DWARFED. It picks up where last week's snippet ended. It's also the part where Grace and I are the most alike. We both have a well honed forgive but never forget attitude.
I want to make him squirm, he should have to pay for using that ugly word and making me bleed, as far as I’m concerned, in matters of revenge, figurative blood is every bit as satisfying as the real deal.
Still, he looks like he genuinely regrets his first words, and what he’d just said might be one of the sweetest things I’ve ever heard, being compared to moonlight is flattering, almost Shakespearean, though Luke lacked the bard’s styles, and I’ve never been vengeful.
“I suppose,” I say slowly, choosing my words with care, “you just experienced this was one of those open mouth and insert foot kind of moments that people are always talking about.”
Luke’s mouth quirks into a small smile.
“I've had a few moments like that,” I continue, “I guess you’re allowed to have one or two as well.” No sooner were the words out of my mouth when I start feeling the ragged edges of my soul starting to knit together.Luke studies my face.
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