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Weekend Writing Warriors! 01/19/14

Weekend Writing Warriors 01/19/13
Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors! Sign up on the linky list below and share 8 sentences of your writing, published or unpublished, to go live between 12:00 noon on Saturday 01/18/14 and 9:00 AM on Sunday 01/19/14. Visit other participants on the list and read, critique, and comment on their 8 sentence posts. Spread the word. Twitter hashtag #8sunday.

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Excerpt from Chapter 1. Prologue 





Debbie was wearing a sheer orange dress that accented her olive skin impeccably. The plunging V of her neck line barely constrained her overflowing breasts. I wanted to dive into that cleavage. The way the fabric flowed and simultaneously clung about her body was a sight to behold. As she poured into the room and handed me one of the cocktails I didn't care what was in it. I wanted to be in her. I noted that she had closed the suite door and locked it so I was already plotting, but mindful because we were colleagues.

“Show me what you did.” she asked. So I lined up the pix and track, hit the right button, and the rough cut played.


Debbie Do

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  1. Teresa CypherJanuary 19, 2014 at 8:45 AM

    Intriguing snippet. Your description of her is very visual. And I really like your artwork! Do you do the art yourself?

    We have a site maintenance issue with http://www.wewriwa.com. It will go offline for an indefinite period of time, and as long as it’s down, all wewriwa activity including sign up for 01/26/14 will be at
    http://www.wewriwa.blogspot.com The new linky list will be live tomorrow at 8:00 AM EST as usual. For the time being, please link back to http://www.wewriwa.blogspot.com in your posts. Sorry for the inconvenience.

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  2. Smu DoodleJanuary 19, 2014 at 10:45 AM

    Thank you. The digital doodles are all mine. They help me exercise my imagination visually as my writings help me exercise my words. Or maybe that is exorcise?

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  3. Sarah WJanuary 19, 2014 at 2:57 PM

    Innnnteresting set up. ;)

    I like the cover art, too!

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