Tuesday, March 19, 2013
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Ever Seas Blog Tour Spotlight
Hi All! Since there is an extra Sunday in August, I thought I'd share a brief spotlight for a great duology that is being traditionally...
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This wonderful historical novel, by author Rhonda Rucker, is told from the perspective of a thirteen-year-old slave boy named Ben. It is ge... -
This week as the name implies you get to cast your vote and pick your favorite story beginning. Below are are pasted two different begin... -
Apparently, somebody out there in the universe decided to test my resolve to be spontaneous and live in the present because I've ha...
Clive knew he would need some help to find the culprit. He needed a super sniffer. There was none better than the dog that lived in his yard--Harold the Basset Hound. So, he gingerly hopped up to Harold while he was basking in the sun.
ReplyDeleteHA! Too funny. We have a basset hound that lives next door to us and actually guards our yard more than her own. Perfect.
DeleteClive circled the gnawed broccoli stalks and sniffed. He was sure he'd caught a whiff of something floral, something cloying, something...sultry.
ReplyDeleteDelilah.
(Margo gave me the heads up about your story starter, Ann. When I saw "Rabbit Attack", I knew I was hooked. :-) Fun!)
~Cathy
So glad to have you join in! Welcome. Can't wait to see where the story goes.
DeleteHow could she have broke the oath! She had an alibi, him. Something wasn't right, something smelled funny. Harold rushed over to Clive " Clive I know who ate the broccoli it was...."
ReplyDelete( This is fun :-)
~Abby Schwarz
"Who? Who?"
Delete"It was Kirby. Delilah's new boyfriend." Clive finished the sentence for Harold.
ReplyDeleteHarold hung his head. "Yes."
Clive shook his. "How could you have let this happen Harold? You know those two are trouble. I thought you'd promised to try and keep them out of the neighborhood."