O’Shaughnessy stepped into the Martian storm, just as Viv had predicted. The red sand swirled around her ankles, and she sealed her coat raising the rebreather. The philandering husband photos would pay the rent, leaving her free to visit the Dream Reader for a real case. #SundaySnips #SFF
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Not stormy weather, just a favorite clip. Its a bit late and possibly spoilery in the fantasy, but here, Helena is trying to get the hell out of… well… Hell… just as angels are gathering for a climactic battle.
Gosh. Hope she gets out so she doesn’t get caught in the middle!🤞
[Whoa. Hey, dearheart.] The last retreating threads of her ghost felt like riptide in a storm. Every millisecond increase in latency stung. [It's just Roberta, probably here for a drink.] Her last ack back was fainter still. [Won't take but a few minutes.] #SundaySnips
From my siren short story, Drifting Waves.
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Another Felcrown snip and again with Nicademus, massive minotaur mage. Here he is out to dinner with tiefling cleric Hope Dunandrien when she overhears about a missing shipment.
However, there is far more underlying their dinner out. 🤔😍
From my unfinished Monster Mash Madness.
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OK, this #SundaySnips is from late book, but it leads into one of my very favorite similes in the whole thing. So with spoilers redacted:
#SundaySnips: I love storms. This manuscript has no fewer than three narratively convenient ones. 😅
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The storm has relaxed, or at least it will when the power has released…
WIP: Earth’s Hidden Realms
Chapter 17
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Nothing like a warm cozy library in the middle of a storm.
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#FrankMatsura learns that his friend, who had tried to organize a labor strike, has accidentally drowned on a fishing boat. But was it an accident? And if not, who was responsible?
#Sundaysnips #storm #writingcommunity #writesky #historicalfiction
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That first kiss tension… 👩🏻🍳💋
A Recipe for Romance 💘 #writingcommunity #writesky #writingprompt
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From my long dormant pirates WIP. My MCs are Alex, a captured navy officer forced to steer for the pirates, and Seb, his LI, a miserable scrub boy he meets on the ship.
The ship gets caught in a storm and Alex and another pirate are hard at work to navigate it out of it.
From my erotic #MMRomance, "Barely Getting By."
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There's some bad language in this one. 🤷
Piper has been home a few months, but until recently he's been too ill to think about reconnecting with his favourite (found family) sister. They can be a loud and enthusiastic combination, and Tank adores them both.
The primary "storm" in The Stardust of Failure is a metaphorical one. From a Twitter review of Jeanette's third solo-ish album:
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Darwin's Cliff is my 'the weather is basically a character' WIP, so there are a few storms in there. Here's one of them 🌩️
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I use a lot of ocean and storm imagery for Sir Corbyn from Raven & Bear. So for this #SundaySnips I'll be sharing a conversation from The Eisteddfod, my sixth short story in the collection. It features a very interesting conversation.
Replies Welcome!
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#SundaySnips from Monah Bk. 1 -- Doliu helped Monah talk to her parents in a space between the living and the dead.
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#SundaySnips How about an epic battle in the middle of a thunderstorm?
Wren is trying to get the lay of the land and come up with a plan. Spencer is plunging in headfirst.
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It had been a fun evening, until Rupert had stormed out. Or quietly walked away, which was as close to storming out as it got for Rupert. Even when insulted to his face, in polite company, did he refuse to show much irritation. And that irked Ludo.
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From 'On the Inside'.
Happy #SundaySnips 12 - Storm!
Manny is just doing what any concerned person would do 🤷♀️
#SundaySnips 12. "Storm"
Ashrah and Sareena seek shelter from a blizzard.
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#SundaySnips April 12
A sad but sweet moment between Mireia & Kena 😢🫂❤️
From #GodsOfAtalantis Book 2.
Book 1 coming April 30! Preorder here: books2read.com/b/bP21wz
Samantha Breaux
#SundaySnips - April 12 *storm*
From Whimsical Diva, book 4 of the sapphic touch-her-and-die, romantic suspense Whimsical Dreams series.
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Think I've shared this elsewhere, but 🤷♂️.
From a detective story set in the Great Depression. Our hero got invited to a party where everyone is trying to pretend that everything is fine. Trying to blend two styles of detective story overall, but this section should lean more noir.
Where else is there a better place to be in a storm?
How about an asylum for the insane!
From An Unkindness of Ravens
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The snow had turned to sleet, and the sleet to rain. Now lightning split the sky in jagged bursts. Miles from the fires at Blackmere, Blackthorn Asylum stood in the storm. Wind rattled the old windows, and inside, the inmates screamed like frightened children. Doctor Bowditch stirred in his office chair, blinking himself awake, a cold cup of tea sat on his desk beside a half-read file and an empty whisky glass. He rubbed his eyes and noticed the corridor lights were out, and he could hear bare feet slapping in the marbled hallway. He stood up, the door to his office was slightly ajar and he stepped into the corridor, lamp in hand. A shape sat hunched in the dark, a patient, rocking and slapping at their head. “Rufio?” Bowditch whispered, getting closer. The man was covered with blood, not his own, behind them, more footsteps, these ones not bare, Bowditch turned. “Who’s there?” he called. The sound of a rifle cocking and a shot rang out, missing. Stone and dust exploding from the wall beside him.
Where else is there a better place to be in a storm?
How about an asylum for the insane!
From An Unkindness of Ravens
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#SundaySnips | Storm
#⚔️🌿🌼 Avery vows to make a final stand against Eden Hollow.
Oh, Clara definitely noticed, Beverly 👀
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