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Pick any five lines or any five SHORT exerpts from one of your WIPs. If you're feeling shy, and don't want to share from your own work, share from something you LOVE.
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These five scenes are from a paranormal romantic adventure I’ve been working on. To set this up, Sara was driving to her friend Hannah’s house in the fog and accidentally hit someone – which turns out to be the least of her problems. ;-)
She could barely see the road but she was afraid to slow down, you never knew what might be lurking in the fog. Every horror movie Sara had ever seen flashed through her mind. The road was in good repair and she’d been down it often enough to be familiar with it. It led pretty much straight to the causeway, which lead straight to the island Hannah lived on. It was probably because of the fog, but it seemed to go on forever.
A dark shape loomed up suddenly in front of her. “Holy crap!” Sara slammed on the brakes and yanked the steering wheel hard to the right. The big car jerked to a halt and she sat there, clutching the steering wheel and gasping. “Ohmygodohmygodohmygod!”
The fog was so thick she could barely see but she had a vague idea of where the road was. She shuffled forward slowly, hands out in front of her like a blind person. “Hello? Is anyone there?” She’d always thought fog was supposed to amplify sound, this fog was so thick it seemed to muffle it.
Was that a groan off in that direction? Sara followed the sound. Her foot struck something soft. This time there was definitely a groan. “Oh jeez!” She hunkered down and could barely make out a dark form on the ground. “Oh my God, are you okay?” Frantically she ran her hands over the body, trying to determine if there were any serious injuries. “I am so sorry! You just appeared out of nowhere. I know I was probably going a little too fast, you know, considering the fog and all, but oh my God what are you doing out here in the middle of the road anyway?”
So far her victim hadn’t said a word. Sara couldn’t decide whether that was a good thing or a bad thing. All she could tell through the dense fog was that he was a man, a tall man, and he felt pretty solidly built under her helping hands. He moved slowly, carefully, with her towards the car. Or least towards where she thought the car should be.