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One of the finest aspects of fiction writing is the ability to set the scene. Characters act and react, but they don't do so in a vacuum. In their world, they meet, fall in love, solve problems, sometimes horrendous problems. Maybe it's a small town, maybe the big city, the green, humid jungle, dust-dry desert, a mountainous region. On the sea. Under the sea. In space!
Setting the scene sets up the unexpected. It's also done by using character dialogue to paint a picture of loveliness, danger, evil, trepidation, excitement, awe...
Setting the scene sets up the unexpected. It's also done by using character dialogue to paint a picture of loveliness, danger, evil, trepidation, excitement, awe...
Give us six sentences that set the scene. Set the Scene in Six Sentences - Sunday is a new opportunity on the Exquisite Quills Blog to tout your talent. How have you set the scene or the lead-up in your books? How have you put the reader into the life of your characters?
Every Sunday, the blog will be open to six-sentence scene-setting. Just post your six sentences, your name, and one link in the comment box. We can't wait to read you!
Pass the word! Open to all!
Pass the word! Open to all!
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Next six sentences from opening chapter of time travel romance, Thoroughly Modern Amanda.
Excerpt:
Leaning forward, she squinted to make out the scrawled handwriting—Miss Montgomery, interview Mrs. Grenshaw about the items needed for the Carver church social bake sale this coming Sunday.
She grasped the pad.
How dare he? He’d promised her an interview with the newly elected councilman, Mr. Ernest Pryor.
Her face heated in humiliation. He’d all but sworn the meaty assignment was hers.
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Here's a scene from KILL SHOT, a sexy little romantic suspense.
She stood under a circular gazebo out on the end of the pier, her attention fixed on something she’d sighted through her camera lens. The offshore wind and crashing Atlantic waves kept her from hearing his approach as he crept down the wooden pier leading to the covered oversight area. Luka was nowhere in sight.
Only Micki wearing his ring.
He tried to ignore the clutching at his heart as he gazed at her. Her hair was blowing in the wind and her lips parted in a smile. She clicked off a few shots and set the camera on the wide railing before turning toward him, a look of surprise on her face. Her eyes narrowed and a muscle in her jaw twitched. This was definitely not going down easy.
“Micki Vermillion,” Oz said. “You are under arrest.”
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From ASK ME AGAIN, a sexy Valentine romance.
Her bedroom was as neat and tidy as the downstairs except for her unmade bed, but the bathroom was in worse shape than the downstairs powder room. He put his foot next to the toilet and the floor give easily under the cheap vinyl squares. The townhouses had been built probably thirty years ago, and the floor was gone. It would take more than an hour to repair. He came back downstairs and checked her kitchen ceiling. Just as he'd figured, water marks.
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