I found the whole setting to be on the spooky side and began to wonder why I had agreed to meeting anyone out here in the middle of the night. The phone call did sound urgent, prompting me off the couch, getting me out of my apartment.
Everything looked abandoned, as you would expect it would be in the middle of the night. The hoot of an owl brought me back out of ghostly thoughts. My hand instinctively reached over to lock the doors. My spine tingled, my nerves were on edge, and I felt cold even though it was a balmy June night.
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1) pick a project – a current Work in Progress, contracted work or even something readers can buy if you’re published
2) pick six sentences
3) post ‘em on Sunday
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If you have a Twitter account, you can add the hashtag #sixsunday to your tweets when you tweet a link to your Six Sentence Sunday post. If you’re a writer (regardless of published/unpublished status) come join us!
1) pick a project – a current Work in Progress, contracted work or even something readers can buy if you’re published
2) pick six sentences
3) post ‘em on Sunday
See? Easy. Want to play? See the site for information on how to do just that: http://sixsunday.com
If you have a Twitter account, you can add the hashtag #sixsunday to your tweets when you tweet a link to your Six Sentence Sunday post. If you’re a writer (regardless of published/unpublished status) come join us!
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