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Saturday, July 18, 2020

WeWriWa: EU37

 

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors.Thank you to everyone who left a comment last week. 
     I'm reposting the bit about the relaxed rules in case I've missed anyone:
     In short, the WeWriWa rules have been relaxed. The goal is to maintain ease of finding the weekly snippet, but allowing more promo for published books.  You can check them out here: http://wewriwa.blogspot.com/p/the-rules-of-wewriwa.html
      We love our core group, the close-knit community that has evolved here at WeWriWa, the ease and joy of our weekly 'gathering,' but we also recognize that the time authors spend sharing and commenting has to make marketing sense, too. Time is precious.  This change would also eliminate the need for the "wonky punctuation to stay within guidelines" disclaimer.   




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     This snippet is from Emmily, Unbound, an SFR story.  To read a compilation of all snippets posted for this story, click Here: Emmily Unbound, Chapter 1  Emmily, the main character, has lost pretty much everything in the last twelve months: her marriage, her parents, her job, and her house. She and her dog, Murphy, have moved to the mountains of Pennsylvania into an old, remote, hunting camp her parents willed to her. It's her first full day here and after a trip to town to get supplies, she's in the midst of being carjacked--or kidnapped or taken hostage--out in the boonies. Last week one of her kidnappers  demanded--help at gunpoint. Now they are carrying a body out of the woods.  It ended with:  
     Easier? As if any form of the word easy has a place in what’s going on here.
     I have no choice.
        Now, the  snippet:    
      
    
     Numbly, I nod at him while my mind spins. They want me to help them get rid of a body? My knees are going to give out. The illegal things going on here are mounting up. Accessory to a…a… what the hell is it? At the very least, there must be something we can be arrested for, like disrespecting the dead. No. That’s not it.

     I try to control my breathing, slow breaths, counting. I can’t be charged with a crime, I reason, if I’m being forced at gunpoint.


        That's the snippet. 
        Have you seen the Neowise comet in the skies, yet?   
   
        Thanks so much for reading, and if you left a comment, I'll throw in a virtual hug. 

9 comments:

  1. The whole situation has me on edge. I'm so anxious to read more and find out how this turns out.

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  2. Her thought process is admirably logical, considering.

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  3. Well done raising the stakes with her panic arguing with logic. As for the comet, I can't see the comet for the trees. Rather like your character at the moment.

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  4. I don't think she should focus on not being held accountable. I think she should be thinking up a way to get the hell out of Dodge! Another great snippet from this story!

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  5. All very strange goings-on for sure...I'm with some of the others, this character isn't thinking too clearly but under the circumstances, I can't blame her. Great snippet.

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  6. She's hilarious in a way - terrified yet thinking things through and probably misunderstanding much of what's happening.

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  7. Charmaine Gordon July 19, 2020 at 12:20 pm Hope she will get out of this bad place. Frightening right now.

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  8. Very weird that they seem to need her help to get rid of the body. I'm curious to know more.

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  9. Very surreal situation. Not sure whether that really is a dead body, or just someone badly hurt? And being forced at gunpoint should be a good defence ... as long as you can convince the authorities :)

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