Six Sentence Sunday 2/27/11

Welcome back! I always work all day on Sundays, so I miss hopping along the blogs along with the rest of you. I always bring up the end of the parade. I like to call it “fashionably late”.

On with this week’s six, where we join Bronwynn as she was just stabbed in a parking garage.

“Help,” she choked. The attendant wasn’t in her line of sight, and her voice wasn’t strong enough to get his attention even if he were. Her vision blurred, and she sat on her heels, and fell back against the wheel of her car. The pain was almost more than she could bear. She fumbled on her belt for her cell phone, her hand shaking and slick with blood. Each beat of her heart sent blood gushing through her hand, no matter how hard she tried to stifle it.

Sigh. Every week I open this WiP and wonder why I’m not writing in it. I need more fingers! Be sure to check out the other S3 posters at the official website! See you next week.

 

41 thoughts on “Six Sentence Sunday 2/27/11”

  1. Really powerful and vivid. If I might make a small suggestion…with the line “The pain was almost more than she could bear”–could you further up the wonderful tension here by detailing what the pain felt like? Was it slicing, burning, eviscerating?–make us feel it even more! GET BACK TO THIS PROJECT–sounds so good!

  2. How terrifying all that blood and not being able to do anything to staunch it. Yikes. Makes me wonder how she is going to get out of this situation.

    I'm with you on the needing more fingers. Never enough time to get everything done.

  3. I want someone to rescue Bronwynn, like now. You've got me emotionally attached to her. We read all about her everyday life before, and now that something has happened to her, my heart is racing. Hopefully someone will come to help next week.

  4. To know that help is so close, yet so far away! Ugh…the week can't pass by fast enough!

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