Six Sentence Sunday – Stacy Green https://stacygreenauthor.com Twisted Minds and Dark Places Sun, 02 Dec 2012 14:07:45 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=7.0.2 102954242 My first reading and Six Sentence Sunday https://stacygreenauthor.com/archives/2211 https://stacygreenauthor.com/archives/2211#comments Sun, 02 Dec 2012 14:07:45 +0000 https://stacygreenauthor.com/?p=2211 Read the rest ]]> intothedark333x500BLOGS

Can you guys believe it’s December already? The year’s gone by so fast, and soon it will be almost over. Into The Dark released yesterday, and I’m excited to share six sentences with you all.

Into The Dark – Six Sentence Sunday

Dizziness. Sweat beading on her forehead. Her stomach churned the way it had when she was a kid and played on the swings. Deep breath, force the fear away.

Emilie slid along the wall and flicked on the light. The room had been reorganized and some of the old junk taken out. In the far corner, the door waited. 

If you’d like to hear more, check out my first reading with CK Webb at Webb Weaver Radio. I had a lot of fun and hope to visit again soon!

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Six Sentence Sunday! https://stacygreenauthor.com/archives/2059 https://stacygreenauthor.com/archives/2059#comments Sun, 30 Sep 2012 13:38:38 +0000 https://stacygreenauthor.com/?p=2059 Read the rest ]]> I’m excited to participate in my very first Six Sentence Sunday. I’m hoping I’ve done everything correctly, and after you’ve checked out my offering, stop by Six Sunday and have a look at the other author’s entries.

Into The Dark
(available in ebook and paperback November 30, 2012).
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She rapped her fingernails on the tile floor, sweating and shaking and sick.

The sense of being watched overwhelmed her.

One of the robbers had isolated Emilie from the group. He sat quietly beside her, his head turning every time she moved: the slightest shift, an anxious sigh, the continuous checking of her knock-off Cartier watch.

The rest of the hostages cowered in front of the teller’s counter, at the mercy of the other robber. Gun drawn, he stalked the lobby, the filthy duffle bag Emilie had filled with cash slung over his shoulder.

Want more? Check out the official blurb here, and add me to your ‘to-read’ list on Goodreads.

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