Monday, August 6, 2012




I've been Twitter-tagged by Gerilyn Marin for a meme on her blog called "LOOK." 

If you are tagged, do a search for the word "look" in your work in progress. Copy that paragraph, along with surrounding paragraphs, to your blog, to keep the game afloat. Don't forget to tag others. 

I have included the following excerpt from my WIP "LIZZY" ... poor little WIP doesn't have an actual title yet, so I call her LIZZY, in honor of the name of the MC. :-) 

Here you go! 

Jimmy ran a hand through his perfectly wavy brown hair.  He smiled a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes, but she knew he’d practiced perfecting it for years.  She was sure there were plenty of girls that would swoon over that smile. 

Lizzy wasn’t one of them. 

Not that she would want to be.  She was wary of Jimmy.  Clean-cut, good looking jocks like Jimmy Frankhouse didn’t talk to girls like Lizzy.  Any more than Lizzy cared to talk to them. 

“You look different today,” he stared at her for a long moment; eyes squinted just slightly as if trying to place something, before he shrugged. With the girl-killer smile back on his face, he continued.  “Anyway, I just wanted to see if you had plans this weekend.”


“Yeah.”  He shook his head and looked at Lizzy as if she was the crazy one.  “So?  Are you busy?” 

“Yep.  Totally busy.  Completely.” She paused to really drive home her point. “Sooooo busy.” 

He raised his eyebrows at her. “Oh yeah?  What are you doing?”

“Oh, you know,” she shrugged, “the usual. Washing my hair, clipping my toenails, brushing my cat. Did I mention washing my hair?”

“Ouch. Ok, ok, I get it.” 

He cocked his head again, searching her face like he was looking for something.  Almost the way you look at someone that you know is familiar, but you just can’t place why.  

“You don’t want to hang out with me.”

“Wow.  You’re pretty observant, Jimmy. You’d think that kind of brain would have better grades.” 

“Oh Lizzy, leave poor Jimmy alone. He can’t help it if he’s all brawn and no brain, can you Frankhouse?” 

Saved by the bell, Lizzy thought as Beck walked up behind her, glaring at Jimmy.  She hated him almost as much as Lizzy did.  

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  1. You didn't post from Ever Book 2? :( Must see more! Now I must find people to tag...

    1. No, I'm sorry. EVER TWO is way too "under construction" to share right now. lol

  2. Lizzy don't swoon over no stuck up douchenozzle! *snaps* Good for her:)

  3. When do I get to edit this book?

    1. Are you saying that because of how desperately it needs editing, or because you're interested in the story? lol