As I continue to write on towards fifty thousand words in thirty days, I have moments when I think I must be crazy or as my family calls it, “touched.”
On that note, I bring you another Tweet-sized snippet (136 characters) from the chapter tentatively called Shari’s Sins:
There’s always something beautiful, dark or interesting to look at – and touch. I’ve been told more than once to “NOT TOUCH,” but I do.
Yours truly has been immersed in writing on a 50k word novel for NaNoWriMo. If you are interested, you can click the logo to the right to follow my progress and learn more about the whole project.
For fun, below is a single line from the novel. In the spirit of so many of my updates, it’s 140 characters making it a tasty Tweet-sized treat:
She leaned close, touched my hand and smiled into my eyes as she told me, “Of course I think you are a slut. I wouldn’t be here, otherwise.”
She exhaled a breathy whisper as her hand moved lower, “I confess. I have very naughty thoughts about You.” (107 characters)He ruined her for other men. Simply, he was the only one who knew her – the only one who could fuck her soul. (109 characters)
Tendrils of steam rise from warm pink flesh, freshly bathed. Smelling of pure seduction, she smooths on scented lotion. Soft. So very soft. (139 characters)Draped silk fabric around her neck, ends flutter as she walks towards him. Tying the Windsor snugly at her throat, she shivers at his touch. (140 characters)
Her tongue drags along the textured surface before drawing the treat through soft lips;taking her sweet time, she suckles…tastes…savors. (140 characters)
“You are afraid that you’ll become dependent,” he said.
She nodded silent agreement.
Experience taught her to fear the thing she needed. (136 characters)