Rendezvous with Destiny #WeWriWa post for 2/1/15

Hi,

I hope everyone survived the blast of miserable weather last week. I got lucky. Everything went south of me and my little corner of Michigan was cold, but sunny.

I'm posting another snippet from my soon to be released, YA WWII, rural romance novella, Rendezvous with Destiny. It's a story about friendship, changes, and secrets. 

Don't forget to check out the authors who are participating in this week's WeWriWa blog hop! You'll be glad you did. It's a talented and diverse bunch!

I hope my snippet is 8 sentences. The first few times I counted, I got a funny number, which I'm hoping was nothing more than a temporary brain snafu!

Rosika bit her lip and looked across the truck’s hood at Felicia who was pressed so tightly against Theo’s side, a mosquito caught between their bodies would suffocate. Her arms were wrapped around his neck and he seemed engrossed by whatever she was whispering in his ear.

They looked good together.

The realization caused something sharp and unfamiliar jolted through Rosika. A hollow sensation filled her stomach. Her fingers curled into fists, her nails digging into her palms. A strange urge to rip off her shoe and drive the heel through someone’s eye swept over her.

She just needed to decide whose eye to exact revenge upon first.

  


I'm currently giving away three paperback copies of Rendezvous with Destiny via GoodReads. Feel free to sign up! 

#WeWriWa Snippet December 21st Snowflakes & Beeswax

So, is everyone having a fabulous holiday season? I certinaly hope so.

Since it's the holiday season (and because I'm not happy with anything I've written lately) I decided to post from my historical rural romance novella, Snowflakes & Beeswax which is a holiday story set during the Georgian period.Make sure you take the time to check out the official WeWriWa list to see what participating authors have posted. It's quite a selection!

      

      Once the log was cut, Madelyn ran over and helped him load it into the back of the sleigh. She stood on the runner and beamed at him.

            “It’s beautiful.”

            “Is it?” Oliver had never been the kind of person who looked at a hunk of wet wood that had a few clumps of snow clinging to the rough bark and thought the sight was pretty. But if Madelyn thought it was, he was willing to try to see the thing through her eyes.

She knew his thoughts. Madelyn bumped her shoulder against his side, the move startling bold for such a shy woman, and grinned up at him

Thanks for stopping by my blog and taking the time to read my snippet!

#WeWriWa Snippet from Rendezvous with Destiny 6/8/14

You guys rock! I can't get over how helpful with the last snippet I posted. Every single one of you provided excellent, and detailed, suggestions about how I could improve that snippet. I'm so grateful.

This week I'm picking up where I left off and posting the third snippet from my WIP, Rendezvous with Destiny, a historical YA novella I'm tinkering with. It's supposed to be a Friends to Lovers style romance that's set a few months prior to the Bombing of Pearl Harbor. I'm having a blast researching the era.

Rendezvous is still in the first draft stage of things, so I apologize for the rough writing. I also apologize for the slightly creative editing.

Don't forget to hop over to the WeWriWa site and check out the list of talented writers who are participating in this week's blog hop.

“David?”

Rosika’s voice, still colored with the German accent she hadn’t lost, despite living in the United States for the past eleven years, tugged him from his thoughts. He flashed his trademark smile.  

“Let’s get out of here.”

Rosika slid of the truck’s rounded hood. Caught between her sliding body and the stationary vehicle, her full skirt to slide over her knees, revealing a flash of blue garter before bit of thigh before she tugged it back into place.

David closed his eyes and swallowed hard. Stop noticing how pretty she is, he mentally berated himself, she’s Rosika, a chum, nothing more.