On select Sundays I'll be sharing a six-sentence excerpt from one of my works in progress, as part of Six Sentence Sunday.
This six is the next snippet from ONCE EVERY SPRING, my "sweet" urban fantasy WiP.
Dana threw up her hands. “Oh, right...magic. Of course.”
She laughed, and then was promptly punished for her smug attitude by tripping over a smooth stone lying in the grass. Adam made a grab for her, but she righted herself and slipped out of his warm grasp. If she could wish male perfection into a dream, why couldn't she envision herself as the epitome of stylish grace with designer resort wear and a professional makeup job instead of limp, half-rinsed hair?
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LOL- I'm the same way...absolutely and utterly ungraceful- great 6
ReplyDeleteDawne P
As a graceless person myself, I totally understand where she's coming from.
ReplyDeleteI think we all see ourselves this way when we meet a rawrrrr hunk we want to know better. I certainly could relate. Great SSS.
ReplyDeleteIsn't that always how it happens? Great six.
ReplyDeleteI can totally relate. :) Great six!
ReplyDeleteLooks like the magic has some flaws. Wonderful.
ReplyDeleteLove it! Great six!
ReplyDeleteGreat six. Guess she wants everything
ReplyDeleteLove it! Well done!
ReplyDeleteMagical, but real too. Good combination.
ReplyDeleteHa, love this heroine!
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