Six Sentence Sunday

From Heartsight

Dan breathed slowly in then out, and re-oriented himself to his surroundings. The sand beneath his feet was the foot-sucking, grain-like consistency found on the beach, not the diamond-hard dust he’d grown used to in the desert. The air surrounding him was humid, not arid. Beach grass whispered, stroked by the onshore ocean breeze. Nearby, scuttling ghost crabs bulldozed the sand, each tumbling grain sounding like a rockslide to Dan’s sensitive ears. The air smelled a bit of midsummer rain, hinting of possible relief from the early summer swelter by mid-afternoon.

A complete sample of Heartsight Chapter One.

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Six Sentence Sunday 06/12/2011:

From Camp Wedding, part of the Matrimonial Mayhem charity anthology. Get your copy at these fine sites today: Astraea Press, Amazon, Barnes & Noble   Only $5 at Astraea Press and it all goes to help the citizens struck by the April 27 tornadoes in Alabama. And if you help me spread the word, I’ll enter you in a drawing for a copy of Heartsight (the originating story of the Camp Wedding characters). Just post the message about Matrimonial Mayhem on your website, blog or your facebook page and shoot me a message (to wordsprite@gmail.com) with the link and I’ll draw for a winner on Tuesday.  Hope you enjoy this excerpt:

“You need a bell or two so we can hear you creeping up on us.” He grinned. “Like belling the cat. What do you think, Bella? Should we put bells on your mom so I can hear her coming?”

Bella giggled and stopped swinging.

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