Blue Moon Monday: Add A Scene!

 

Okay, dear ones, this is a fun writing exercise that gets out brains fired in multiple directions! 

Your task is to read this and then post the next part of the scene!

Have fun! Go anyway you'd like, and give it your best shot.

GOOD MORNING!!!!

And happy Monday to all of us!

He lives!!!!

Ninety degrees and humidity at total saturation levels.The combination didn't just annoy Jayce Montgomery.It infuriated her.Not because it turned her nearly black hair into a bush resembling a squirrel's nest, or the fact that science hadn't invented a women's deodorant that actually worked under these conditions.Jayce could deal with that.It was the oppressiveness of the combo.Jayce hated oppression.Like 'in-your-face' hated it. Nothing mild or tempered in her reaction.A therapist might have a lot to say about that.Forget them.Forget anything that took a deep-dive into hidden meanings behind everything, she decided as she approached the Jackson house. She didn't feel for her gun.That would be amateur hour. It was where she put it, where she always put it, ready to be withdrawn.She might not need it.But if she did, she was ready.Jayce Montgomery was always one-hundred percent ready.Ready right up until the Jackson house exploded, a fireball rising up as it blossomed out.Suddenly her hair wasn't humid.It was singed.And singed might be even worse than humid.
All right... Go get 'em, friends! We're here for two days so there's no rush. None at all... Just you, us and the keyboard.
Let's do this!

Multi-published and bestselling inspirational author Ruth Logan Herne has over seventy published novels and novellas to her credit... She loves God, her family, her country, coffee, chocolate, dogs, some cats, mini donkeys and co-managing the rapidly growing pumpkin farm she runs with Farmer Dave and a wonderful crew of family, friends and volunteers. Fine her on Facebook, pop over to her website and email Ruthy at loganherne@gmail.com. She'd love to hear from you!