Trying to get back in the swing of things. Step one – get back into doing some group stuff, and Weekend Writing Warriors is first on the list!
My eight sentences for this weekend come from my re-release with Mocha Memoirs Press, The Other Man! It’s a slightly different style for me, since I usually gravitate to the speculative, and this has nothing to do with magic or what ifs and everything to do with real-world problems and relationships. Let’s see how I do, shall we? This is a slightly heavy title, so I’m taking my eight from one of the more entertaining moments between the parents, Andrew and Bethany, and their daughter, Miranda.
He began the ritual blessing in steady, measured tones so that the others could easily keep pace and follow along with the proper respect the tradition required. “God is–”
“GodisgreatGodisgoodandwethankhimforthisfoodAMEN!!!” Miranda rattled off, quite pleased at her accomplishment and first place finish.
“That is not how we pray, young lady!” he snapped, unable to control the irritation at his eldest child’s disrespect for tradition, religion, and her father.
“But I’m hungry!” Miranda’s entire body compressed in a well-performed sulk.
“It’s okay,” Bethany soothed and threw a look toward the other end of the table. “She’s only five, Andy,” she muttered and the hairs on his arms bristled.
Like what you see? Be sure to check out the sentences from the other Weekend Writing Warriors!
And don’t forget to check out my new release, The Other Man!
All Andrew wanted was the typical American dream: a good career, a nice house, and a loving family. Instead, he has a dead-end job, a cramped apartment, and children who remind him of creatures out of a sci-fi movie. He’s also well aware that he’s not the only man who inhabits his wife’s thoughts and daily life. How can he put up a fight when he’s reminded of the competition every time Bethany turns on the CD player? After one eventful evening meal when expectations, disappointments, and secrets collide, life will never be the same.