It’s Wednesday and I’ve been slow poking around with writing this week. A lot has been going on, including my best friend hounding me about my writing career. I understand where she’s coming from, but I have a serious fear when it comes to success. There I said it. But that’s something I’m willingly to work on. I believe with hard work and improving my craft, I wouldn’t be so afraid. She also wants to start a business. We’ve been talking about this basket idea for months, she’s ready to invest time and money. Wooo! So, that means more posting of my writing and updates. If there’s anything, I can improve feel free to point it out. I’ve prepared for this moment. I’m also going to look for writing critiques groups as well, if you know any let a girl know! 🙂
Today’s WIPpet is from the perspective of AJ, the second protagonist in Bloodless Pendants. I thought a good character change was needed. Following Melia would only become more confusing since I can’t drop any juicy excerpts. For WIPpet Math you have twenty-five sentences from chapter three.
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*disclaimer vulgar language used*
AJ’s front door slammed shut behind her. The cool morning breeze blew against her thin jacket sending a cold shiver running down her back but that didn’t bother her. She was still flustered from the heated discussion with her mother last night. Her mother words lingered in her mind, nagging at AJ every chance it got. She sucked in air. “She knows nothing about me.” AJ hated being called a liar, but even more, she despised being forced to participate in any activities she didn’t volunteer for. Even if it meant saving her life. If she didn’t want to do it, she didn’t have to. In a few months, she’ll be legally an adult. So, her mother should treat her as one, at least that’s what AJ thought.
AJ followed the gleam of light as it skidded across her fence. Her mind was simmering down as the realization of her predicament focused. She didn’t ask her mother much, just to have a little freedom. But after her accident, her mother observed her with two wide eyes at her every action. Sometimes, AJ believed her mother was hiding more than she led. Her condition wasn’t life threatening, in a way. Skipping a day or two without taking her medicine wouldn’t hurt. Truly, AJ didn’t know what was wrong or right anymore. With all her strength, she kicked a metal pan off the porch. It tinged and rolled to the steel fence where it clanged against it.
The girl sighed heavily, jerking her head back. “Fuck it.” She jumped off the two stepped porch and paced down her sidewalk leading to the gate.