Here we are with Eight Sentence Sunday, a blog hop hosted by Weekend Writing Warriors. My intent is to post as many Sunday’s as possible this year. Eight sentences from the novel I am currently editing; Moon Murder.
She was setting down our meals. I have never seen something less appetizing in my life. The plated had a high pile of mushy gray goop. I am fairly sure the same thing would come out of a slug if squished.
“What exactly are we eating here?” I poked at the gray matter. It jiggled like jello.
“It’s the basic nutrients you need for the day all in one.”
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