It's Saturday night, which can mean only one thing: WeWriWa! This month, to celebrate the holidays, we will be reading excerpts from my short story, First Christmas. First Christmas is a follow up to Pianissimo. Darryl has finally returned home, and he and Corinne are celebrating their first Christmas as a civilian couple. Unbeknownst to Darryl, Corinne is still very fixated on the story of Agnes and Margaret, so we get to see how they celebrate Christmas as well. So, without further ado, let's WeWriWa!
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This post is part of an ongoing blog hop hosted by Weekend Writing Warriors. Every Sunday, participating authors post eight sentences from a published work or even a WIP (work in progress). Then we hop to our fellow warriors’ blogs and check out all the fabulous fiction that’s happening! It's a great way to meet readers, writers, and your next favorite book! :)
Background on the excerpt:
This is the opening of the story. It is early Christmas morning. Corinne is awake, enjoying the start of the day in solitude. Snippet in 8:
Corinne tightly held her coffee mug. It was forty two degrees out. Not cold enough for her. She pulled back the curtain and looked out the window. No white Christmas here. Not today, anyway. Corinne couldn’t help but to feel bummed by seeing green grass. It wasn’t anything like her childhood Christmases in Indiana.
Hope you liked it!
Happy reading and happy holidays!
7 comments:
Funny how the Christmas season is so different in the different regions and no matter how long we live in the transplanted location, it never seems the same as childhood. Intriguing beginning.
What a great idea to share snippets of a Christmas story. I enjoyed this and look forward to reading more.
Awww, I feel her disapppointment! Well done snippet, hope she gets some last minute snow flurries LOL.
I'm the exact opposite of her. Snow is pretty, but I prefer a warmer Christmas instead!
Cue Bing Crosby: "She's dreaming of a White Christmas..." I'm not being sarcastic, as this is a sentiment I can sympathize with at this time of year, as a Canuck transplanted to Arizona.
Aw, I hope it turns around for her! Nice snippet!
I sooooo feel this. It never snowed in Mississippi, so it was usually either warm or rainy (or both) on Christmas Day. I live in Oklahoma now, and we have at least once gotten a beautiful snowy Christmas, but I'm always disappointed when there are none.
Doesn't stop me from enjoying the super hot coffee though. :-)
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