Tag: Last Line XIII
Thanks for your patience, @writingmyassoff, @zmlorenz, @erinisawriter, @gottaenjoythelittlethingzz, and @leofailsatwriting, I owe y’all a last line (or more) so here’s an excerpt instead.
The following is from the second draft of Coldwater Sound. I decided to ignore the rules and put up an excerpt.
Rules: Write the last sentence in your current WIP and tag as many people as there are wordsyou’d like.
“Lyle and I are going for a walk after breakfast if you’d care to join us, Ms Livingston. The garden here is massive. Oh how lovely it would be to have a conversation partner. Mr Dean really has done wonders with this little place.”
“Walk? Even in the rain?”
Mr Bradley lowered his paper. A general stirring washed over everyone at the table.
“What rain?” asked Mr Bradley.
“It’s raining,” I said, and then, less sure, “isn’t it?”
“Nonsense.” Mr Bradley stood to part the drapes. “It’s crystal clear.”
“I could’ve sworn I’d heard thunder last night,” I said. “And I had the most terrible dream.”
“I didn’t hear any thunder.”
“Nor did I,” said Mr Milgrim.
“What did you dream about? I imagine a young thing like you must have the most racing dreams,” said Mrs Bradley.
“Funny now I can’t remember, is it always like that for you?”
“Not me, no! I remember them all. Write them down in my bedside journal, too, don’t I Lyle?”
Mr Bradley grunted.
Tagging: @writingmyassoff, @erinisawriter, @zmlorenz, @sassypandacandy, @kibberswrites, @chivalin, @leofailsatwriting, @gottaenjoythelittlethingzz. Tagging all of you back, and some others.
Feel free to participate, if you’d like.
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