It’s Six Sentence Sunday again! I’m now making this a regular thing, so readers can start getting a real feel for the story. After the holidays, I’ll start changing things up and get in some newer posts. For now, I give you Six Sentence Sunday.
Six Sentence Sunday, or #sixsunday, is just what it sounds like: I post six sentences from my work on my blog. That’s it! Follow the link in the caption if you’re interested in participating.
This week’s excerpt is from my WIP currently called STOPPING BULLETS (still awaiting a better title). My main character is a young woman, Justine, with a talent for stopping bullets and moving other things with her mind. She lives a secretive life to avoid becoming an experiment in a lab somewhere.
I’ll just pick up where I left off last week, where Justine was cutting through an apartment complex on her way home.
Footsteps pounded the sidewalk behind me. A shout followed.
You know what they say about paranoia. I was the picture of vigilance, with good reason, so I would have been surprised to find someone following me… Dried leaves crunched under my feet when I jumped behind a tree. Out of habit, I gave the tree trunk a couple of knocks for luck.
This is hardly a finalized work, so with that in mind, feel free to comment!