Eight Sentence Sunday #15

I present to you Eight Sentence Sunday, a blog hop hosted by Weekend Writing Warriors. I’m taking a look at some prewriting for next month’s Camp NNWM.

It was a suspicious city, one where food was prepared in front of you by robots to prove no poison was added. Yet the girls knew from experience that this suspicion did not apply to as many aspects of life as one might think. For example most would respond to a simple distraction and ignore what was in front of them. Then one might just pick it up from in front of their nose. This didn’t work on people from other places though, this was also something the girls knew from experience. Other cultures required careful planning and research before a con could be used effectively against them. Of course the research was worth it and the payouts great.

“Get ready, the truck is turning the corner.”

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Eight Sentence Sunday #14

I present to you Eight Sentence Sunday, a blog hop hosted by Weekend Writing Warriors. I’m taking a look at my novel Animal Companions from April. Many of the scenes are still rough, but they’ll get there with some polish.

“What, you got the trail of something to hunt?”

I barked a resounding yes.

“You know what you found the last time we were tracking something?”

I did remember, it ended up being a kangaroo which punched my boss in the chest with his hind legs making him breath funny for weeks. This time though it wasn’t a kangaroo, but what could it be? I jumped through the prickly brush and found myself looking at a mud pit. This was where the smell ended, though I didn’t know why, there wasn’t an animal there.

As my wise old grandma once said, “If you don’t know what to do sonny then pee on it. Always gives you an answer to your questions.” So I peed into the mud puddle, and it gave the most terrifying roar I have ever heard.

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Eight Sentence Sunday #13

I present to you Eight Sentence Sunday, a blog hop hosted by Weekend Writing Warriors. I’ve started another round of edits on my novel Moon Murder and found this little gem in a pile of notes.

Developing the helpful computer program was annoying, yet with her abysmal luck in assistants she had needed something to help her. She would never use a human side kick again, the computer was just too efficient and effective.

It asked all the right questions, it recorded the observations she made, and compiled a summary of facts and remaining questions once the investigation was over.

Unlike 16s arm implant it did not have a personality, just the way she wanted it. Get the job done and that’s it.

“Location recorded. Reason for investigation needed.”

“Murder.”

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