Hello again. Welcome to this week's edition of Tuesday Tales. To all who are celebrating a major holiday this week, best wishes for a wonderful time with friends and family.
Tuesday Tales is a weekly blog hop that focuses on the works in progress of a select group of writers. Many of the stories birthed here go on to become novels. Our mentor and founder, Jean Joachim, keeps us on our toes, challenging us each week with a new prompt. This week, we have a word prompt: TINY
Take the time to visit each post and see how we all use the word. Feedback is always appreciated.
V.L. LOCEY (MM
Hockey Romance)
I spun around and there stood Max in the doorway, rumpled
and freshly out of bed, his arms folded over his chest.
TRICIA ANDERSEN (Paranormal/Greek
god romance)
He’s one bright, shiny sunbeam
away from a painful, horrible death.
JEAN JOACHIM (Women's Fiction)
A chill swept through her.
TRISHA FAYE (Historical Fiction)
Will anyone even
care once I’m gone? Are all my words for naught?
JILLIAN CHANTAL (Contemporary
Romance)
"Thanks for nothing, ’Vette.”
FLOSSIE BENTON ROGERS (Light Paranormal)
“I will, but I can’t cross them during penmanship.”
SUSANNE MATTHEWS (Women’s Fiction)
"I would never forget hair the color of flames like yours."
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