Welcome to the wonderful, weird world that is WIPpet Wednesday when we writers share our work. Today as well as sharing some of my writing with you, I wanted to ask if any of you would be willing to take part in my cover reveal for Reunion of the Heart.
I haven’t set a date for it as yet, I thought I’d see how many people would be willing to participate first. But it will be soon as I’m making the final touches to Reunion of the Heart and it won’t be long before I publish it. Yay!! I’m amazed, actually, that it’s come around so fast – I was expecting things to take a lot longer to prepare it for publication. But things have come along really well.
So anyway that’s that. For my contribution to today’s WIPpet Wednesday, I’m being generous and sharing with you 30 sentences for the 30th July (see what I did there? Genius!!). OK so maybe not generous by some people’s standards… Anyway it’s another excerpt from my romance about a school teacher.
Before you ask, no I haven’t decided on a title yet. It’s currently saved on my computer under the hugely original title of ‘school’. I’m rubbish at thinking up titles for my novels and this one is no exception! I’m completely stumped at the moment.
In the scene I’m sharing today, my teacher MC Rebecca has kept two of the boys in her class behind at school because they were messing around during the lesson. They’re not too happy about being given a detention and Rebecca isn’t wildly thrilled at having to keep them there either…
As they’d been told, Daniel and Richard stayed behind at the end of the lesson. As they were standing in front of Rebecca’s desk to learn their punishment, their faces were surly, their shoulders slumped. Outside it was a beautiful afternoon, the sun was shining, the sky was blue – and it was a Friday. Rebecca didn’t really want to be there herself, but it had to be done. She couldn’t let this go; they needed to understand that rudeness and disrupting the class was unacceptable.
‘Daniel and Richard, I’ve decided in the next hour, you will both write me a two page essay on a book you’ve read which you enjoyed.’ She saw their scowls deepen and sighed inwardly. This was going to be a long hour. She watched as they took the paper she handed them and trudged back to their desks.
In spite of her better judgement, curiosity won out and Rebecca pulled out the piece of paper which she’d seized from Daniel from her desk drawer. She glanced at him, hoping he hadn’t noticed her looking at it. But Daniel’s head was bent in concentration over his writing. Rebecca’s lips twitched as she read what was written on the piece of paper, and she had to purse her lips to stop herself smiling.
It was a little poem about her – she assumed it was written by Daniel. Not only did it rhyme perfectly, it had a clear rhythm as well. It was cheeky, yet not offensive, although she did note the allusion to her looks. But that didn’t bother her. Rebecca knew what young men were like and she was aware that she wasn’t unattractive. She stole another glance at Daniel; this time he was looking out of the window and while she had the chance, she quickly put the paper back in her drawer.
Looking at the clock, she saw that there was still ages to go until Daniel and Richard’s detention was up. Resigned to her fate, Rebecca picked up the first in a large pile of exercise books to begin marking. But the stories the year 8 pupils had written about their favourite weekends were engaging and often amusing. She had to suppress a chuckle now and then. Before she knew it, she looked at the clock and saw that the time was up.
‘All right then,’ she said to the two boys who were looking tired and fed up, ‘you can go. Put the essays on my desk,’ she added as they approached, ‘and I’ll see you both tomorrow. And I hope I won’t be seeing any of that misbehaviour again.’
Daniel and Richard shook their heads, clearly itching to be gone. They turned to leave the room. Then Rebecca thought.
Oh BTW I should say if you need to contact me re. the cover reveal my email address is: elaine (dot) jeremiah (at) gmail (dot) com
That’s it from me today. If you’re reading this, but you’re not involved in WIPpet Wednesday and you think it’s something you’d like to get involved with, it’s easy to take part. Just share on your blog anything you’ve been working on recently writing-wise. Your excerpt should preferably relate in some way to the date. Then once you’ve done your post, add your details here.
Thanks once more to K. L. Schwengel for hosting.
Charles Yallowitz was born and raised on Long Island, NY, but he has spent most of his life wandering his own imagination in a blissful haze. Occasionally, he would return from this world for the necessities such as food, showers, and Saturday morning cartoons. One day he returned from his imagination and decided he would share his stories with the world. After his wife decided that she was tired of hearing the same stories repeatedly, she convinced him that it would make more sense to follow his dream of being a fantasy author. So, locked within the house under orders to shut up and get to work, Charles brings you Legends of Windemere. He looks forward to sharing all of his stories with you and his wife is happy he finally has someone else to play with.
Elaine Jeremiah 