Happy Six Sentence Sunday! Sadly, next week is the last of these as hosted by the Six Sentence Sunday. Will there be an incarnation? I’ve signed up on someone’s site saying I’m interested, but I haven’t heard anything as a follow-up. If you’ve heard something, please let me know! I’ve read that others are thinking of continuing to post. . . I have the same intentions, but I know that without structure my intentions won’t manifest–at least on a regular basis. So, being a do-er rather than just a hope-er, I put together a little poll that’s at the bottom of this post. Please take just a moment to share your opinion. Thanks!
Now on to my snippet from Siren’s Opus, a short story (erotic horror) that was published in October, 2012. I’m going to cheat, just a little, and give you the last line of last week’s snippet so that the first line of this week makes sense. Fingers crossed that I won’t get banned for today. 🙂 Pretty please?
With half-lidded eyes, she saw the car coming up in front of them. . .
. . . A dark brown car, square, dusted with age and dirt. Even from this far away, she could see its back end had been smacked around a few times.
“Go around,” Ben said. And she obeyed even before she knew she would.
“Fuck!” she screamed as the semi bore down on them out of nowhere. She avoided a head-on, whipping them back into their lane as the truck roared past.
Want to read more? Here’s a link to read a longer excerpt of Siren’s Opus.
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