... I'll be quick.
Just wanted to announce that Rach Harrie's Fourth Writers' Platform-Building Campaign starts today! It's a great way to "meet" a ton of other writers. Go check it out and sign up!
Annnd just because I feel like I need to fill space, here's a little tease of what I wrote this morning in my WIP: (which you can read more about here)
The group moved down the hall, all except Vincent. He stood in the middle of the space, head down, hand gripping his cane. His dark hair cast heavy shadows on his cheeks, deepening his defined bones. Then, almost like I had known it was coming, his eyes slid over and up to mine. My heart reacted on instant, jumping like a spastic rubber-band. My first instinct was to tear my eyes away, but I couldn't. I stared back, daring him to say something. He didn’t. His eyes slithered back down and he moved forward, a slight smile turning the corners of his lips.
Red. Head. Out. :D