Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Two I mean THREE LineTuesday

It has been a long time since I participated in The Women of Mystery's fabulous Two line Tuesday. As usual I can't resist adding a third line.




First a snippet from something I read this week. From ...


Snow Crash 

by Neal Stephenson 


Above him, in the house that owns the pool, a light has come on, and children are looking down on him through their bedroom windows, all warm and fuzzy in their Li'l Crips and Ninja Raft Warrior pajamas, which can either be flameproof or noncarcinogenic but not both at the same time. Dad is emerging from the backdoor, pulling on a jacket. it is a nice family, a safe family in a house full of light, like the family he was part of until thirty seconds ago.


And from something I wrote this week ... .

The first time Grace McEwen stood outside a closed door and listened to her mother squeal and sigh with pleasure she was six. Thirty-one years later, she found the sounds just as awkward. Maybe more so, now that Grace fully understood the source of her mom’s vocal gratification.

The above is the opening paragraph of my WIP, a humorous novel about a woman whose life is being ruined by sex.

7 comments:

Laura K. Curtis said...

Oh, excellent sentences! And I love Snow Crash. Hope you enjoy it half as much as I did.

Clare2e said...

ok, ditto, me, too, on Snow Crash!

Little Grace is being ruined by sex, huh? I think I'd like to try that before rushing to judgement.

Pearl said...

A life being ruined by sex? Sounds like a very interesting book!

Pearl

Old Kitty said...

Awwww poor Grace - but a fab opening three sentences!!! Yay for you! Take care
x

Travis Erwin said...

Luara and Clare2E - Snow Crash is not my usual genre but it came highly recommended from a trusted friend and yeah I'm liking it so far.

Pearl - I actually started this story about three years ago but abandoned it when the going got tough. I think I've worked out the problems.

Old Kitty - Along with a nympho senior citizen mother, Grace has a wayward hubby and a horny teenage son. And oh yeah under her bedroom window has turned into a noisy brothel for the neighborhood cats.

Monnik said...

Ha! Sounds like an excellent story, Travis.

Taryn Kincaid said...

Sounds like my kind of story!

(You've certainly hooked me in, anyway!)