It's time to have some fun. Sharpen your creative skills and join me for Tuesday's Challenge. Each Tuesday, I'll post a new writing challenge, and one winner will be chosen each week. You'll have from Tuesday through Sunday to post your answer. Monday the winner will be announced here on the blog!
Spread the word to everyone you know. The challenges will be fun. I'm looking forward to seeing what everyone comes up with! Post your answers here as comments on the blog.
The winner of the very first challenge will win a 2007 Monthly Planner to carry in your purse or to use at your desk. And the challenge is....
Give me your best with this starting line: "It was the most dreadful day of my life." You can write as much or as little as you want. Give me a true story or purely fantasy. Just have fun! Winner will be announced Monday, December 4!
Update on my upcoming romantic suspense release. I received the final over the weekend, but am doing one final read-through to make it the very best for you. I'm so looking forward to this release and I hope you are too. The title is FOXFIRE, and it's set in the fictional mountain community of Foxfire, Tennessee. What I love best about this story, are the characters. They each spoke to me and became so real. Here's a little piece of a scene with a very "colorful" secondary character...
A tap on the door turned all their heads. "Yoo hoo, I'm here. Better late than never, I always say." Harri burst through the door, her bright orange hair dimmed only by the turquoise earrings bobbing on her lobes. She stopped abruptly when she caught sight of Tyler.
Grace hurried forward. "Here let me take that," she said relieving Harri of an oblong pan.
Brad slid Harri's cardinal red sweater off her shoulders. "Harri, meet Tyler Sandford, our community veterinarian. Tyler, Harriet Parton. Better known as Harri."
Tyler lifted Harri's hand to his lips. "Ms. Parton, it's an honor to finally meet you. Brad's mentioned you many times. Are you relation to the famous Dolly?"
Harri yanked her hand back as if burned. "A distant cousin of sorts." Her voice dropped an octave and her lips turned downward. She narrowed her golden brown eyes, made more prominent by the lavish application of lavender eye shadow. "What's the old geezer been saying about me?"
"Only good things, I assure you," Tyler responded.
Harri looked him over from head to toe. "You have an interesting aura. Lots of green."
Tyler's eyebrows lifted questioningly. "Green?"
"Suits your profession. I see some dark purple, too." She lifted the glasses hanging on a beaded chain and slipped them onto her nose. "Interesting," she murmured. She removed the glasses and let them dangle around her neck.
Brad slipped his arm across Harri's shoulders and squeezed. "Now, Harri, don't get started with that nonsense." He smiled apologetically at Tyler. "Harri thinks she's psychic."