Monday, August 24, 2015
Wednesday, August 19, 2015
Photograph that magically inspires serenity, hope, spiritual bliss, and helps me write the next chapter in Forbidden.
Paragraph: Okay, I’m being bad. I’m sharing more than a paragraph. Ignore if you’re pressed for time.
I look forward to your comments on this piece from my WIP, FORBIDDEN – suspense / romance novel. This setting takes place on a small aircraft. Eliza and Captain Sharif are travelling over the mountains to his home in Rumi (fictitious). Buzz is the pilot.
In this scene I’ve attempted to describe Sharif’s internal emotional struggle to keep his feelings under control. He is a devout Muslim, moderate in his interpretation of Sharia Law. He endeavors to maintain a professional distance from her. He has ensured Miss MacKay is clear that his relationship with her is strictly as a police officer and that he is looking forward to the day he can be rid of her. From Eliza MacKay’s point of view, she has fought her attraction to Sharif, seeing him as just another cheating male.
Buzz adjusted his speed and configured the Phoenix to climb. The mountain loomed another one hundred fifty miles in the distance. Snow in the higher elevations glistened in the morning sun among the jagged peaks.
“Better have a seat, Sharif. Going to get rough. Buckle up your friend, too” Buzz turned to check on Miss MacKay. “Shit, what is she doing?”
She stood at the tail section in the aisle, wobbling with the aircraft’s sliding on the wind currents. Her bare back faced the men. She appeared to be looking for something in her backpack.
“What are you doing?” he growled at her. “You can’t do this here.” He grabbed her arms as the plane bounced and shuddered. “This is not permitted.”
“I spilled hot coffee on my shirt. It burned like crazy. Just give me two minutes to change into a clean shirt.” Eliza shrugged him off. “Turn around.”
“You’re indecent.” Sharif knew he should tear his eyes away, turn around. The shape of her back, the soft shoulders, and her curves reminded him of the undulating terrain of the Sahara. The waistband of her pants rested low on her hips. Fighting his body’s traitorous desires, Sharif growled, “Get into the bathroom.”
“Too damn small.” Eliza snatched a black lace camisole from her backpack and held it against her chest. “Go back to Buzz. I’ll be properly dressed in two minutes.” The plane lurched to the right. Eliza lost her balance and placed her feet farther apart.
Sharif grabbed her around the waist and pulled her back snug against his chest. He whispered into her ear. “Eliza, when are you going to stop tormenting me?” He half hoped she didn’t hear his confession above the roar of the twin engines.
“Do you want me to shut off who I am?”
He felt her body tense as if preparing to fight him off, then melt into his wall of muscle and bone. As her head fell back to rest against his shoulder, her lips touched the pulse in his throat.
The intimacy threw him into panic. In the span of one breath, he felt the old inclination to shun the pleasure, even to feel repulsed by the bliss. Allah forbids. His drive to be honorable refused to allow the lie. He could no longer deny that Eliza, the impetuous and insane woman who had the audacity to expose his humanity, had become as dear as if she was his wife.
“No, never,” he said placing a brief kiss on corner of her mouth. Though he met her a mere month ago, he knew her as if they had spent a lifetime together. He knew the cadence of her voice, the swing of her stride, and the nuances of her moods. He marveled at the light that shimmered in her hair and lived in her eyes. He knew the capricious scent of her body, and could spy on her thoughts through the tilt of her head and curve of her mouth. He found it mystifying at the depth he understood this woman, like no other. Wanted her, like no other.
The warmth of her body spread like a warm breeze into his. Numbed by isolation and practiced sacrifice, fragments of his passion flared out of control. Hashim Sharif moaned. He couldn’t tell where his body ended and hers began. The dim light of the aircraft cabin sighed over her shoulders. If not for the lace camisole concealing her most alluring charms, his lust would have ruled his actions.
Over the years, the words, I love you, had become mute, lost under the weight of perceived duty and disconnect with his emotions. He was Captain Sharif, the noble Muslim warrior. He was not Hashim Sharif, the good man, worthy of Eliza MacKay.
Soft and warm, her hands covered his. Sharif shivered with need – to declare to man and Allah, Eliza was his. A violent shake of the aircraft shattered his lustful intentions. Sharif straightened, and wrestled the cop back into control. Love was for people not running for their lives.
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Saturday, August 8, 2015
One Stop For Writers™
new brainstorming-centric writing software –
A library experience like no other, saving you time as you plan, research and write by having all of your favorite writing resources and tools in one place. –
One Stop For Writers: Program launch is scheduled for
Feather Stone: I’m so excited to announce my participation in the ONE STOP FOR WRITERS street team. My mission is to inform all writers of a new software which will make writing more enjoyable, and give a boost to every writer’s talent.
Using ONE STOP FOR WRITERS will
increase your chances of having a manuscript that
agents / publishers cannot turn down.
If this software had been available when I wrote my first two novels, the writing time would have been cut in half. And, I’m betting my characters’ would have had more depth.
More details at:
Check out One Stop For Writers™ Pinterest albums:
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Sample: Writing Prompts
Sample: Backstory Checklist
Sample: Character Motivation
Filed under: Announcements, Writing, Writing a Novel Tagged: Angela Ackerman, author support, new software, one stop for writers, reference material, resources, Writers Helping Writers
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Wednesday, August 5, 2015
Purpose: To share and encourage. Writers can express doubts and concerns without fear of appearing foolish or weak. Those who have been through the fire can offer assistance and guidance. It’s a safe haven for insecure writers of all kinds!
Actually, you don’t have to be an insecure writer to enjoy the posts by IWSG. The awesome co-hosts for the the August 5 posting of the IWSG are:
I Got Hugs From Angela Ackerman
I ‘flew’ solo when I wrote my first novel. It took ten years. If I’d had a pit crew, it would have taken much less time. And it would have been so much more fun. Angela and Becca, and many others, are now on my pit crew in my writer’s cave.
And today, I’ve been accepted on the
Writers Helping Writers
ONE STOP FOR WRITERS STREET TEAM.
Like, wow! Angela and Becca, the creators of WHW, have sent hugs to all of us who have been accepted as the street team for this exciting new program. We are all over the moon with giggles and hugs.
October 7th is the planned launch date. If you would like to receive updates directly from Writers Helping Writers, contact Angela and Becca at: http://ift.tt/1M9fETx
Post by Writers Helping Writers:
ANGELA ACKERMAN: “Within One Stop, writers will be able to easily access over two dozen thesauri, dictionaries, unique generators and other tools that will help them plan incredible stories, build compelling characters, and improve their descriptive writing in many areas. No more staring at a blank screen, minutes slipping by, as one tries to best describe a character’s emotions or how a curl of mist unfolds itself across a swamp in the moonlight. No more aimless Internet surfing for the perfect symbol to show a protagonist’s internal conflict or wading through Google hits to find a way to describe his personality. Like a library, One Stop is a muster point for all this information and more, streamlining research so a writer spends more time doing what they intended: putting words on the page.”
— Angela Ackerman (@onestop4writers) July 19, 2015
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