Well, despite school starting up again, I did manage to squeeze a little writing in this week. Here are some favorite sections:
"He grinned, and that was even worse, the last piece to the puzzle that lit up his face and made his green eyes dance with flirtation. I wonder if I felt this way back then? If I just walked into a room or saw him on the beach and melted? Probably. Ten years didn’t change that much. It wasn’t a century, just a slim ol’ decade tucked into her back pocket. Barely any time at all."
"At nineteen, he thought he’d been caught in something silly and young. Thought it might last, thought it might grow, and if by chance it didn’t, thought he’d say goodbye without regrets. Took him ten years to realize that something like that, and someone like Waverly, came along once in a lifetime. Now, older and grayer, he had no intention of screwing things up again, of letting someone else tell him what he could and couldn’t do or have or want."
And here are some things I realized I need to adjust/change/delete when I go back through the story:
1. I need to make the heroine's inner fear more apparent in the small ways she acts from the start.
2. I need to hide the antagonist from the hero earlier in the story.
3. I need to give the antoagonist a few likable qualities instead of being purely bad.
4. I need to make the hero more flawed (even as my inner self wants him to be perfect! from the start!)
And so the writing journey continues...
Happy Labor Day Weekend!