#Btr2sDay FROM PAGES 9, 17, 20, or 19
#AngstySquares [aesthetic] SURVIVAL
#WIPJoy STUBBORN CHARACTERS
The Better Tuesday Theme #Btr2sDay for this week on 9/17/2019 is 9-17-19-20
Anything you want to share from lines or pages 9, 17, 19, or 20 from any of your MSs or other writing projects, published or unpublished.
#AmWriting #AmReading #Fiction #Writers #Poems #Books https://t.co/DLeVFxDjJD
i was really hoping this tag was about big time rush but society has failed me once again #Btr2sDay https://t.co/gvLMFFmYGp
Silence hung between them like a newly sharpened guillotine. p20 #Btr2sDay #TheAbleWitch
“I was waiting for my coffee, and this monk came in. He asked the barista if he was an artist. The barista said yes. The monk said, “You are to study with me.” Then he left. Without any coffee.”
Stan was silent, then said, “I want to hypnotize you.”
The trees sway, their branches dipping low, then rising. We run in silence along the base of the mountain. All the sounds that hit my ears transform before I can reason them out; a creature cries into the night, and I feel it in my chest. #Btr2sDay #WritingCommunity
It can't be him.
Her heart skipped with joy, then promptly flooded with dread.
"You ok?" Rae whispered. She sounded far & wrapped in fog.
Greta couldn't answer because his familiar icy-blue gaze had locked with hers. His eyes widened in recognition.
- Fairy Tale Lies
Mist bounced like skimming stones on the lake, while the rising sun warmed the morning air. p19 #Btr2sday #TheAbleWitch #Witchlit
“I have reason to believe there are special people on earth who do special jobs.”
Freja looked confused. “Baristas?”
Stan shook his head. “Baristas are valuable, but no. This barista with a skull ring you met is someone I'd like to talk to.”
“You can move forward after the investigation is concluded to the experts' satisfaction."
“And you're the expert, aren't you, miss? You're the one who has to be satisfied.”
“Essentially, that's true.”
“Well, well,” he said, “I guess that makes you my new best friend.”
Wait, this isn’t a Big Time Rush tag??? I really thought 🤡 #Btr2sDay
Who else thought that this was about big time rush 😂
#Btr2sDay Nick's eyes darted my direction. "I told you, and you wouldn't listen. That guy called again, first caller of the day, said he'd have a surprise for me. A gift! One less man in your life. I walked out on my show and came home to this." #amediting #wip #amwriting
“Survey the barracks and the town. Return if something is amiss,” I commanded.
Without a word, they scattered into the night, searching for trouble.
“They shouldn’t be doing that. They have other duties,” a delicate voice said.
I could not have murdered him, not when he had attacked us, not when I struck for protection. Not when he pinned me down. Just because I happened to survive did not make me the criminal.
#Btr2sDay (Page 17)
A shiver that was only partly due to the cold crawled up her spine. Heavy snow blanketed the trees around her until the groaned with the weight. Their bare branches were skeletal fingers dancing in the breeze. In the distance, thunder rumbled lazily fueling her unease.
I, however, grimaced. “There was a weird moment with the Civil War guys last night. They talked to me, but only for a second before vanishing again.”
He froze as his eyes met mine. “Really? I thought they made it a point to avoid you?”
“Come with me!” She cried.
“Ani. I can't.” The door slid down from the top&sealed.
Frantic,she banged on the front glass of the pod. He didn't want her to feel like she was being abandoned,but with a twinge of remorse,he told her he loved her&pressed the eject button.
Wango asked, “How is Madonna?”
I get the impression that people were more concerned about Madonna than me, “She’s sitting on the giving me that look, ‘Ok, what you are two up to now?’ I picked up my cup and went outside. Wango, have you spent any time in Nicaragua?” #Btr2sDay
So I am going to shamelessly promote my Flash Fiction Collection again today. I know you all are probably getting tired of it. If you are, than just go read it, #lol! But seriously check it out for #free @wattpad
#Btr2sDay #TuesdayMorning #writing https://t.co/bgfQZmiOTM
His smile faded when he saw me. I hadn’t realized how much I had missed him. And then he turned around and disappeared into the garden. My breath caught in my throat. I stifled a sob and ran in the opposite direction. #Btr2sDay
I was all excited...#NTC. Nope, not the Advanced Guard moving by the Whale.... #Btr2sDay
Dyandra Temora, Sorceress of the Third Circle, wrongly imprisoned for her deceit against the Throne, writhed as small bamboo shoots were shimmied beneath her nails. pg 19 #Btr2sDay