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Sunday, March 16, 2014

Set the Scene in Six!

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...

Give us six sentences that set the scene and tout your talent.  How have you set the scene or the lead-up in your books?  Post your six sentences, your website/blog link, and one buy link in the comment box. 

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Sandy said...

I usually set the scene first or go back and put it in, Rose. lol

Jeanine said...

By Jeanine McAdam

“I have failed as a mother,” Rose Wang moaned in the medical tent at the Clark County Fair & Rodeo in Logandale, Nevada while holding a Tupperware of shrimp dumplings. Carrie’s favorite.
“No,” Carrie told her mother patiently, “you haven’t.” Rose had landed in Las Vegas the night before with a cooler full of Chinese food, rented a car early that morning and driven across the desert into the Majo Valley to find her daughter. Thank God, she didn’t come a day earlier and discover Carrie sleeping in Caleb’s room.
“You wouldn’t be having an illegitimate child if I hadn’t failed,” Rose clarified.
Carrie had her hands on either side of her belly attempting to cover the baby’s ears. Even invivo, this precious little thing, as Caleb called it, didn’t need to hear those unkind words. “Mother, please don’t talk like that,” Carrie requested, trying to keep her voice low. Rose was looking for a fight and Carrie wasn’t going to be baited. “It’s not good for the baby.”
“These are steamed, not fried,” Rose said, opening the Tupperware.

This book received a 5 heart review and was a book of the month!

Susan Macatee said...

Next snippet from the opening chapter of my time travel romance, Thoroughly Modern Amanda.


When Randolph returned, she’d have it out with him.

He couldn’t make promises and break them just because she was a woman.

She propped her elbow on the desk and rested her chin in her hand. Deep in thought, she glanced up when the door opened and Norwood strode into the room.

His brow furrowed. Apparently Miss Carson had warned him of Amanda’s presence.

Amber Leigh Williams said...

Garden snippet from A PLACE WITH BRIAR, Harlequin Superromance (April 2014) - 4 Stars from RT BOOK REVIEWS

He walked her through the narrow hallway to the side door, which opened onto the lawn behind the greenhouse. He could smell the jasmine and gardenia of Briar’s garden and moonlight poured down around them, a spectral spotlight.

Briar slumped against his side. He paused, tucked one hand under her knees and scooped her into his arms, “Put your head on my shoulder.”

She turned her face into his neck. The touch of her skin against his stirred something warm and hungry in his blood.


Rosemary Morris said...

Extract from Tangled Love
Rosemary Morris

Chesney walked at an even pace around the ancient house to a yard surrounded by empty stables, a neglected coach house and other dilapidated buildings.
As if he dealt punishment to those who abandoned Lady Richelda, he swished his cane through a clump of nettles. Shame on Lord Shaw for deserting his wife and child.

Tangled Love is available from: MuseItUp Publishing – Amazon – Barnes and Noble – Smashwords – Omnlit – Coffeetime Romance and elsewhere.

Julie Lence said...

Excerpt from: Debra's Bandit Western Historical Romance

"Shouldn't have done it," Gage mumbled as he passed Miller's and crossed the thoroughfare. "Shouldn't have kissed Debra." Not when he hadn't sent Porter packing with the well-spun lie he'd tracked the wrong man to Revolving Point. He'd only warned the agent to stay away from Debra. Opportunity hadn't presented itself for anything more. "Shoulda waited."

Maggie Le Page said...

Here's an excerpt from A HEAT OF THE MOMENT THING
Maggie Le Page

The room beyond was crowded, people squeezing themselves in any old how, climbing over and around each other, jostling for better positions. Exuberant noise seeped through the door: students chatting, papers being shuffled, bags being rifled through, mobile phones ringing, seats banging up and down as people arranged and rearranged themselves Musical-Chairs-style.

An old wooden lectern stood to attention at the front, flanked by a good-sized bench. Soon I would be standing there.

So many faces! One hundred? No, more. Sheer terror rocketed through my limbs, stilling me, chilling me.

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