|Posted by Brenda Dyer on August 28, 2011 at 11:30 AM||comments (10)|
This is taken from my WIP called, Through The Eyes Of Another.
Marty may be home, but what home is he talking about? That is the question....
With a violent jerk, Kirk bolted up. He drew in great gulps of air. “Marty? Steven?” With his eyes wide, he panted, looking around. “I think I was . . . dead.”
Marty blinked. He glanced at Steven, then the burning car. Sirens whined in the distance. Dizziness gripped him, he sagged a...Read Full Post »
|Posted by Brenda Dyer on August 21, 2011 at 11:20 AM||comments (10)|
Hello again. These six are again taken from my WIP, Love's Prophecy. Hope you like them.
“What? All alone tonight?” The demon’s lips curled as he snarled. “You maggots usually hunt in pairs, so I figure you must be out feeding, spreading rabies like the filthy vermin you are.” He laughed and withdrew a dagger from underneath his long, black, trench coat. The bright silver of the deadly blade shone in the dimlight.
“That's so cle...Read Full Post »
|Posted by Brenda Dyer on August 20, 2011 at 11:05 AM||comments (16)|
This sample is taken from my WIP, Love's Prophecy
Mel knocked once and then walked in, drying his hair with a towel. He shut the door and glanced in her direction. When his eyes met hers, he stopped, and a purely masculine smile stretched across his clean shaven face.
Breeana's heart slammed and her breath stuck in her throat.
Oh God, he's too hot for words. His jeans hung low on his hips and a black T-shirt stretched t...Read Full Post »
|Posted by Brenda Dyer on August 14, 2011 at 11:30 AM||comments (14)|
This sample is taken from my MS, Love's Prophecy.
Well, you helped him all right. You helped him pick up another victim! And with a face like his, she was certain he lured tons of women; they'd flock to him like bees to honey. What perfect bait he was.
The soft rustling of skin sliding over sheets snapped her out of her frightening speculations. Every muscle in her froze as the soft inhale and exhale of breathing came from behind her. Breeana shoved a knuckle in...Read Full Post »
|Posted by Brenda Dyer on July 12, 2011 at 12:33 PM||comments (0)|
BLOGGING ABOUT BLOGGING
Hello and welcome to my blog post. Come on in; grab a coffee or tea from the sidebar—and a donut or chocolate chip cookie. The cookies are fresh—I just baked them this morning.
So,here we are, yet another blog post. And as always, I’ve sent out links, hoping to snag a few of you to come read and comment on my blog. Sound familiar? If you’re a writer then it most likely does. I’m sure you all do the same thing.Write up a blog p...Read Full Post »
|Posted by Brenda Dyer on July 11, 2011 at 12:07 PM||comments (0)|
OH, FOR CRYING OUT LOUD . . . CUT!!!!
Hello, and welcome to my blog. Today I would like to talk about cutting. LOL, no, not haircutting or cutting pictures out of a magazine, but cutting unnecessary words and paragraphs from you manuscript.
The first thing I would like you to do is go through your MS and...Read Full Post »