Now it's the middle of December and Michigan is dealing with temperatures normally only experienced during late January and February. Nagg was right. I'm crossing my fingers and hoping to find her all dressed up for May.
This week, for my WeWriWa/Sunday Snippet post I'm sharing the start of one of my favorite scenes from Snowflakes & Beeswax. Not only is it my favorite, if I remember correctly, it's also the first scene I wrote for these characters, and one of the few I didn't end up editing and rewriting a half-dozen times.
I hope you like it as much as I do.
Several talented writers are participating in this week's WeWriWa. You owe it to yourself to check out the snippet's they've posted on their blog.
Madelyn shifted her weight from one foot to the other and pressed her palms to her jumpy stomach, “aye.”
A support beam pressed into her spine. Clover’s earthy scent clung to his fingers as he reached over and stroked Madelyn’s cheek.
Madelyn licked her dry lips. She gestured blindly at Clover who watched the pair of them, her expression one of pure bovine patience. “I can finish the milking … and the rest of the chores while you prepare to return to London.”
Oliver placed his brow against hers and chuckled, “I don’t want to.”
Oops, I wasn't planning on a cliffhanger, but these things do happen. I promise to post the copy of the paperback or download the ebook to your Kindle if you don't want to wait a week.
Thanks for stopping by. Make sure you stay warm and safe on this blustery Sunday!