Showing posts with label Six Sentences Sunday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Six Sentences Sunday. Show all posts

Sunday, February 3, 2013

Six Sentences Sunday Seven

Okay, so last week, I found out where Six Sentences originated from and apparently last week was the last. So, well that doesn't really affect me, does it?

Just know that this is an unofficial Six Sentences and is in no way connected to SixSunday.com I am not trying to rip off their idea or anything, I am merely using it as a means to share snippets of my work.

However, I have no ideas what else to call it. Perhaps Short Snippet Sunday? Beginning next week, I shall call it that. Perhaps.

Anywho! The snippet this week is from my (now finished) Mortality. Fight scene!

“What? Don’t you want to win? Why aren’t you taking this-” Damon dodged another swipe, but he didn’t get far enough, Damien grabbed him by the shirt and slammed him against the wall. “-seriously?” 
Damon heard a roaring in his ears and a pounding in his head. It wasn’t being thrown into the wall that caused it, either. Damon saw red, pain and heat spread from his center to the ends of his fingers and toes, and rational thought ceased. 

That's a nice little piece, isn't it?

Happy Sunday All!

Sunday, January 27, 2013

Six Sentences Sunday Six

Wow! That's a lot of S's.

Anyway, I'm kind of stuck on a scene right now. Seriously thinking about rewriting it, so here's the last six sentences of it. It may change dramatically through rewrites. But this is it for now. Enjoy?


The worry that washed over Damon put his own to shame. “I mean- We think she was kidnapped.” 
“You think? 
“Alucard. Calm down. You are over reacting.” 
“Over- You- Of all the-.” 
Damon worried for a moment when the connection disappeared. When he could sense Alucard again, the man seemed calm. Too calm. 
“Why, for the love of all that is holy, are you not over reacting?”

The reason I'm stuck is... well... why *isn't* Damon reacting in the way that Alucard is?

Bah! I'll figure something out. Happy Saturday Sunday, you guys!

Sunday, January 20, 2013

Six Sentences Sunday 5

Okay, sorry for the lack of updating you guys, I promise I will be more active, hopefully daily, but really... All I can promise is that I will try.

Anyway!

It's Sunday again, the excerpt this time is again from Mortality, as it is what I have been working on (mostly backstory) lately.


“Where is she?”
‘What do you mean “where is she?”’ Blade whined, pawing at the ground.
“I mean she is gone. She is not here. Where. IS. She?” Damon was dangerously close to the Ahrin, he could feel it, like a sickness coming upon him. Grinding his teeth together, he fought it down. It would do no good to lose his cool. 

I don't know if that's six sentences. It's close enough for me and is one of the most recent excerpts from what I've written. (And I completely just botched that sentence structure but I don't care.)

Anyway!

Devin is gone, and her ever-worried protectors have no clue where she is!

Just to keep you wanting more.

Have a great day guys! Probably a Characters on Couches-esque thing tomorrow!

Sunday, January 13, 2013

Six Sentences Sunday 4

Blah. Busy days. More explanation later.

Six Sentences Sunday from Mortality, this time.


Devin laughed weakly. “Besides the fact that I'm slowly dying, am surrounded by beings I've been trained my entire life to kill, and have just relived the murder of my entire family?” She closed her eyes and nuzzled into his hand. “Surprisingly good.”

“I am sorry,” his thumb rubbed her cheek lightly as he frowned. “I should not have pressed you to go through with that.”

Those two are adorable.

I can't help but "aww" a little inside each time.


Sunday, January 6, 2013

Six Sentences Sunday 3

At first, I was freaking out because I didn't have a post planned for today.

Then I checked my email (procrastinating) and saw a notification from another blog with a triple S post, and I was like, OH YEAH!

So here's Six more Sentences from my (still) untitled NaNoWriMo restart.

Hrothsam looked at Aoduain closely. "There's really only one thing we can do." 
"What?" asked Ilyrana. 
Aoduain closed his eyes, as if knowing what was coming.  
"We have to amputate it." 

I am evil to my characters. Yes, they really do amputate his arm. But that's okay, he's not much of a fighter anyway.

Muahahahah!
 

Sunday, December 2, 2012

Six Sentences Sunday 2

So... It's Sunday again.

And I'm bad at creative titles for my Triple S's.

So I'm just going to number them.

Because NaNoWriMo ended two days ago, I don't have much new after then, but that will change very soon, yes it will. So here's the last six sentences I wrote for NaNoWriMo. Enjoy.

She managed a slight smile as Aoduain and Hrothsam came closer. 
"Looks like we made it just in time," Aoduain said.
 "I had it under control," she said. "As if I'd ever need help from a human." 
Aoduain rolled his eyes. "Yeah? Well these two humans just saved your life."

Tee hee.

I love the way Aoduain and Ilyrana interact.

(If I haven't mentioned, Aoduain isn't a human, he's a half-elf. Hrothsam, however, is a human.)

Ta-ta for now, my lovelies!
 
 

Sunday, November 25, 2012

Six Sentences Sunday

Okay

So I'm not exactly sure where the Six Sentences Sunday thing began. 

All I know is I've seen it on multiple blogs, and since I don't have any sort of schedule for posts, this would work for a Sunday post, won't it?

Basically I'll post Six Sentences recently written of my current Work In Progress. 

Right now that happens to be my NaNoWriMo novel which is still untitled. 

Here they are. Six Sentences. 

Aoduain awoke in a cold sweat from a dream he could no longer remember upon waking. Whatever it was, it hadn’t been good. Somewhere between deep sleep and waking, he had braced himself for another fire, but what greeted him was far different. The air nearly hummed with energy, as an angry wind whipped around him and dark clouds formed overhead. His breath came in quick, panicky spurts and he nearly jumped out of his skin when the first strike of lightning hit the ground just feet away from him. The after image still burned into his retina’s, he blinked furiously and finally saw Arlienna, bunched up in a tight ball against the wind, Talliel and Emrys bracing themselves against her.

I write some long sentences. That is, by my count, six sentences.

I may be wrong.

But there you go.

xD