Wow! I knew it had been a while since I last participated in the Weekend Writing Warrior Blog Hop, but I had no idea three months have passed. All I can say is that I’ve been really busy.
Earlier this week, a friend sent me an article which gave me an idea for a short story, which than morphed into an idea for a longer project, which is where this week’s snippet came from. Since I already have more pressing writing projects I need to complete, my plan is to write a scene or two, and then let the idea sit on my hard drive and ferment for a few months.
So far, all I really know about this, still untitled story, is that it’s set during the Victorian era and that I think it’s going to be a cozy murder mystery. Some creative editing has taken place.
Ivy Taylor stood at the bottom of a short flight of steps that led to the front door of the constabulary’s office, a location she’d held for fifteen minutes, and stared up at the heavy wood door. She reached up and twisted her right earring.
This shouldn’t be so difficult. All she had to do was march up the steps, go through the front door, and locate someone who could tell her why her sister now rested in local cemetery, just like she’d promised her mother.
Ivy’s gazed shifted from the constabulary’s office, moving down the street to the nearby inn, where a room, a hot meal, and a soft bed waited for her. It was getting late, too late to be disturbing the hardworking people inside the office who most likely wanted to finish up their daily duties before going home; she’d only delay them. The best thing she could do right now was to settle into the inn for the night and start over in the morning.
Maybe, by then, she’d feel brave enough to handle the matter of her sister’s death.
So how's everyone doing with Nanowrimo? I fell behind the last few days, but hope to get caught back up this afternoon.