Sunday, January 23, 2011

Six Sentence Sunday

From my book, Stranger on the Shore due out March 1st at MuseItUp Publishing

Jordan jumped off the deck and raced toward the craggy shoreline.  Dark clouds hovered across the lake. Cold water splashed against her as waves crashed against the rocks like angry arms hurling water at an invisible enemy. The crash of thunder echoed across the lake. Ducking her head as lightening streaked across the sky and the air crackled with electricity, she thought she must be nuts. Probably just a bunch of old clothes washed up.


Heather Haven said...

Hey, Roseanne! Love the 6 sentences; very compelling. Old clothes, indeed! Now where would the story be if it WAS some fisherman's laundry? Unless it was an ad for detergent. But, then, how romantic is that? Glad you didn't go that route.

Roseanne Dowell said...

Thanks, Heather, Nope laundry just wouldn't do.

Marva Dasef said...

Good sentences, but that's lightning. That last line is funny.

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