I’ve been sorely neglecting this place lately; these Six-Sentence-Sunday excerpts have pretty much been my only updates. What can I say? Between school, work, and manuscript-revising, blogging gets kind of lost in the shuffle. (So does my social life, but I digress.)

If nothing else, Six Sentence Sunday is my motivation for keeping up with revisions-it’s a handy gauge for seeing how much progress I’ve made each week. Here are another six sentences from my WIP.

Tore pushed back his chair and stood, suddenly. He came around the desk, took her by her shoulders and shook her, once, so sharply that her head jerked back, her teeth snapping together. Then he held her before him in a vice-grip so that she couldn’t turn away, couldn’t move.

“Do you think it’s easy for me, Challe? Do you think any of this has been easy for me? Do you think I wanted either of them dead?”