My romance novel based upon my short story, Lost and Found, is coming along. Two days of writing and I'm at just over 10% of the 30 day goal. I will keep trying to stay ahead of the game knowing there will be days like tomorrow when I won't have time to write.
Here's a short excerpt from the first draft:
I'll try to pop in once in a while it there is something of interest to post. Oh, and here is a couple of cute shots of Sadie - she says she misses writing but I won't let her use the computer anymore. ;-)
“I’ll be right back. I just have to talk to Nancy for a minute. Okay?” Sarah pulled the car into the pharmacy parking lot.
Not looking up from his game Brian replied, “Sure, Mom.”
“We’ll get that ice cream when I’m done.”
This time he looked up, “Great. I want a hot fudge sundae with whipped cream and a cherry on top.”
Sarah shook her head, “You’ll settle for a regular cone, single dip.”
“Fine.” His head dipped back to the game.
The bells over the door jingled as Sarah walked inside. She loved walking into the old style store. The only thing that had changed since she was a kid was the missing soda fountain. Too many health regulations had caused that. But the tall ceilings, shelves full of merchandise you couldn’t find anywhere else and the candy counter still remained. She walked through to the pharmacy window at the back and looked for Nancy, finding her leaning over a tub full of pill bottles.
Straightening slowly, Nancy put her hands on her back and groaned. “I’m getting too old for this.”
Sarah laughed, “You’re three months older than me. We’re not old so quit complaining.”
“So you say, you young whippersnapper you.” A customer in another aisle looked over as the girls started laughing.
“Guess who I just saw?”
Nancy came out from behind the counter and motioned Sarah into a quiet corner. “Who?”
“Someone who has a crush on you.”
“No one in this town has a crush on me. Heck, I could crush most of the men in this town.”
“You stop that right now. You have curves. Men like curves. Look at Marilyn Monroe.”
“Sarah, I’m no Marilyn Monroe. I’m fine with my weight. I’ve always been heavy, I’ll always be heavy. I know it turns off the guys. That’s okay. My life is good. I have lots of friends, a good job and get to take an amazing vacation every year. What more could I ask for?”
Sarah sighed and shook her head at her friend. “You are gorgeous even if you don’t see it. As soon as I get a job we’re going into Tulsa and get some glamour shots done. You’ll see.”
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