Thank you kindly!
Dr. Walsh ,'Potential'
The Great Write Way, Act Three: Where's the gun?
A place for Buffistas to discuss, beta and otherwise deal and dish on their non-fan fiction projects.
Wow. I like both of those a lot.
Three more chapters to review and I'll start submitting Cog, finally. Just gotta take some deep breaths and get ready for the rejections.
I stand up slowly, knowing what my knees are about--
crack
I turn quickly, without bracing my feet proper--
thunk
Hubby jerks his neck sharply, intentionally
CRACK
He freezes, his eyes big. I barely keep myself from reaching for the phone and 911, wondering how I'm going to make room through the living room for the ambulance gurney.
He sighs and smiles, some of the pain lines easing. "Finally that's back in place," he says. He grins at my worry and shifts his shoulder.
crack
eeee ... that made me laugh and wince, pretty much equally
I think it's ironic I've got nothing for this one...maybe it's my subconscious' way of proving that Crime Girl has layers.
Not a drabble, and not related to the prompt, but:
CSI: 1502
"Brother Brown, have finished the sketch of what Sister Brady deduced the murder looked like?"
"Aye, Brother Russel."
"Make now another sketch, of the right cheek only, showing the mole upon it in the most minute detail."
Brother Cadfael meets CSI!
And I think the "zooming in" makes as much sense in my version as in the contemporary CSI.
Crack
Mum always said her hearing was brilliant to make up for her shabby sight. An arm’s length away and everything went blurry, but she didn’t need to see far to do the mending and the ironing and get Miss Olivia dressed for the day.
She didn’t need to see to know what the young master was up to with Margaret, either. He always left the door open a crack, and if she slid to the floor beside it and closed her eyes, she could hear every grunt, every giggle, every smack of flesh. Cheap thrill or not, she’d take it.