One of the shadows moved. “Were you just going to chuck it in there with no thought for the poor folks on the other side?” Flip’s voice drawled out. It was a deep voice and it made my heart skip a beat. He moved away from the trees and came to stand in front of me. “Some hard-working fellow is plowing his field and then – whop! Out of nowhere, a poisoned apple flies out and hits him upside the head.” He clucked his tongue reproachfully.
I didn't so it either, I was just working on my entry for the Roogle Wood Press contest, and I'm still not done it.
ReplyDeleteSame here, Skye. I have a little bit of panic rising that I won't get it done in time, but then I tell myself that is not acceptable and to just keep working. Ahhhhh! Here's to hoping the rest of YOUR novella flows smoothly and at the right speed! Have a good day!
DeleteYeah, I'm the same as you and Skye. My novella is ALMOST done, but not quite ... though I THINK it will be done in time. I mean, I could enter it right now, I think it's, um ... understandable enough :D. But I know it could be better, so I'm trying to make it its best before it needs to be sent in :).
Delete~Savannah Perran
That's a good way to word it -- understandable but not at its best yet. I learn something new each time I enter a contest, so I want to make this one count for this year's lessons. :)
Delete