Time for the Sunday Fiction Post-up! Come share your current work-in-progress here. The excerpt I’ve chosen for this week is from a YA sci-fi novel with strong romantic elements. I’ve worked on this piece off and on. But since it’s up for critique in my writing group, I thought I’d share 🙂
I invite you to post your title, genre/sub-genre and your first paragraph on p. 85 (give or take 2 or paragraphs if they’re short). No need for critique, just a little writer love.
Concern burned in his blue eyes leaving a warm sensation in the pit of my stomach, unlike his brother’s steely stare that managed to leave me undone in unfamiliar ways. I closed my eyes and swallowed the lump in my throat. When I opened them, my thoughts seemed to spill out of my mouth.
“I can’t believe it. There’re these little unexplained details of my life that I had ignored or my uncle had swept under the rug and they’re real. Like beyond logic real. And it makes sense. Or I want it to. Then there’s this painting that has been the answer in plain sight this whole time and I…I… It’s maddening and wonderful all at the same time.”
Garren nodded. I didn’t know if those details in human life were any different in his world, but by the way he watched me I knew he understood.
“But do you know the really weird part? I keep thinking you look nothing like an alien.”
Have a great Sunday! And Write on!