I'm thinking I need a pair of shoes to match the blue in the banner, don't you? Okay, so I'm a shoe freak. Don't judge...
But matching shoes aside, on Sneak Peek Sunday, a group of writers share SIX paragraphs from either a published work or a work in progress. Since I'm spending every free moment, writing so I can meet my deadline, looks like you're stuck with six from book one of my Firemen's Wild Heat series, set in Clearwater, Florida. The title to this work in progress is To Catch a Flame.
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“Your
hair looked okay before, peanut.” Quinn smirked at Milt. “See, that’s the
difference between men and women. Men don’t diddle with their appearance. They
know perfection when they see it. Am I right, Milt?”
The
old guy extracted a small black comb from his back pocket and skimmed it over
the seven grey hairs plastered to his scalp with some kind of hair goop. Nodding,
he slipped the comb into place again. “That’s exactly what I used to tell
Louisa.” He crossed himself. “God bless her soul.” He hiked up his baggy khaki
pants with the insides of his elbows tucked against his belt. “A man does not mess with perfection.” He
hip-wiggled a couple foxtrot steps, humming some ancient tune.
Cassie’s
jaw dropped and her gaze ricocheted from Milt to Quinn. “Let’s state the facts
correctly, shall we?” She planted her hands on her narrow hips and swayed her
shoulders one at a time for some kind of goofy feminine emphasis. “Women like
change. We have no fear of experimentation the way you men do.” She pierced
Quinn with a look. “When was the last time you tried a new kind of food? Or a
micro-brew beer?” She spun toward Milt. “When was the last time you wore navy
blue pants? Every time I see you, you’re wearing khakis.” Turning her harangue
back on Quinn, she pointed to his comfy Nikes. “You need new sneakers. You’ve
been wearing those raggedy things for the three years I’ve known you.”
She
poked a fingernail through a hole in his beloved Puddle of Mudd t-shirt. “And
this faded, tattered rag belongs in the trash bin!” One swift tug and the hole
grew from the circumference of a dime to fist-size. “See? It’s like tissue
paper!”
Quinn
couldn’t believe she’d torn his favorite shirt. Hell, the thing was barely ten
years old. His gaze slowly swept from his ravaged, quality rock and roll wear
to her green eyes, snapping with righteous indignation.
“Women
also like variation in our sexual positions while, according to ninety percent
of my female customers, their men do it the same way over and over.”
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Can you imagine the explosion that happened next?
Don't forget to visit all the other lovely writers sharing their awesome SIX on their Sneak Peak Sunday. Click on this link for the listing...
Have a fabulous week!!!
10 comments:
Fun! Love the characters. :)
I have a bridesmaid dress that would go great with those shoes! Hang in there, Vonnie, you can make that deadline!!
Great sneak peek! Loved your characters.
I want those shoes, where did you find them???? All those ruined clothes!! ;(
Thanks, Christina. Milt is a lot of fun. He was supposed to be a senior citizen neighbor with a cameo spot, but he's become more important as the book progresses.
Thanks, Angela. I'm working like crazy!!! Poor Cassie has just gotten abducted...now what???
Thanks, V.L. I love quirky characters...they're so much like me. ;)
If you do a google search for blue shoes, you'll be surprised what all you'll find. My eyes were drawn to the stilettoes, but my knees cried, "Woman, are you nuts?"
I loved the peek...im not a shoe person ill go with cute lingerie in that color lol
Ohhh, you like lingerie, too, well come sit by me hon and we'll talk. My Calvin loves anything as long as it's red. LOL Thanks for stopping by. Glad you enjoyed the peek.
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