I hope your writing is going well. Been a busy week, so I thought I’d just share the opening paragraph from my work-in-progress (WIP).
Father is shaking me, whispering hot stale breath in my face. Run! I grab the satchel that he’shanding me and don’t ask twice. I am only two steps behind him. I can smell the smoke before we reachthe town walls. I can see the light from the flames casting my long shadow into the night. We are not faraway enough when the screaming begins.
You can read a little more about this NaNoWriMo project in a previous post.
Would that make you want to read more? ;-)
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