Sunday, March 20, 2011
DoReMi... A Contest in Voice
The uber fabulous Brenda Drake is hosting another blogfest, this time one that focuses on voice. She has invited us to post the first 250 words of our book so readers can offer their thoughts.
What do you think? Does this little snippet make you want to read on to find out what happens?
Name: Cyndi Tefft
Genre: YA paranormal romance
Ravi’s lips were soft and familiar against mine, but my mind was elsewhere, obsessing about my upcoming finals. “Lindsey, you’re so beautiful,” he said, pressing me against the seat of the car. His mouth trailed over my jaw to my neck, his breath warm in my ear.
“I love you,” he whispered.
That snapped me back to reality.
Damn. I liked Ravi, I really did, but not as much as he liked me. The kissing was nice, but I didn’t feel IT, the connection, the zing. The L word? Damn, damn, damn! I didn’t want to lose him as a friend and I did love him, in a way. Just not that way.
“Ravi…” I began and he stiffened.
“You know what, never mind. Just forget I said anything, okay?” He jerked away, his voice tight with embarrassment. He turned the key and the engine roared to life.
“No, really, it’s just…”
He flicked on the high beams. “Let’s just go.”
Fat droplets of rain splattered on the windshield and built into a steady drumming on the roof. The swish of the wipers and the hum of the heater echoed in the chasm between us and I struggled to think of a way to alleviate the tension. He flipped on the radio and the sound of screeching guitars raked my nerves.
The highway was deserted and we hadn’t seen another car pass by us for miles. As he started around a corner, I touched him on the arm.
“Ravi, I’m sorry.”