tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1081546722279849822.post2162615928673839418..comments2023-09-22T00:25:00.555-05:00Comments on With a Joyful Noise: 3-of-3 | Journey of ChoiceAmanda Terohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02755627165871110818noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1081546722279849822.post-20264442680181028552017-07-07T13:00:36.450-05:002017-07-07T13:00:36.450-05:00Congrats, Amanda! That's sooo good! I have yet...Congrats, Amanda! That's sooo good! I have yet to write a 60k novel (I'd love to though! But actually I have yet to write a 20k novel! :P) This week I write a trilogy for a story contest. First three lines of “The Innocent Suspected: A Tale of Old France, Ist Instalment”:<br />‘Reynard sprang off his bed with a resounding thump and stood erect, full of enthusiasm and joie-de-vivre. He was struggling with his shirt when a sleepy voice erupted through the closed door leading into the adjoining room.<br />“Bother it, Fairfeather! Can’t a body have some honest sleep when on leave?”’<br />First three lines of “The Guilty Punished: A Tale of Old France, IInd Instalment”:<br />‘His horse was fresh, his heart young, and his spirits high. This combination led to a hearty gallop.<br />His horse’s hooves pounded rhythmically along the hard road’ [ending here because of a spoiler ;)]<br />First three lines of “The Injury Amended: A Tale of Old France, IIIrd Instalment”:<br />‘A month after [spoiler cut out], Reynard Fairfeather tramped into an auberge and summoned the landlord.<br />“Have you a room available, monsieur? I have just shot my horse.”<br />“Shot your horse!” exclaimed the man, throwing back his head and stepping backwards in astonishment.’<br />~Katja L.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1081546722279849822.post-30410040185377461272017-07-05T14:11:41.399-05:002017-07-05T14:11:41.399-05:00@ Bethany - I loved reading your 3-of-3!! Do you h...@ Bethany - I loved reading your 3-of-3!! Do you have a working title? What era? Revolutionary or other?Amanda Terohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02755627165871110818noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1081546722279849822.post-63407114373366874242017-06-27T23:53:06.240-05:002017-06-27T23:53:06.240-05:00That story sounds soooo exciting! (from what I can...That story sounds soooo exciting! (from what I can make out from just the first three sentences! ;D) Here are the 3-of-3 from one of my stories :)<br /><br />Chapter One<br />A stern-looking officer in full British uniform glanced up from his morning cup of tea as the door of his office swung open and the soldier he had sent for entered with a swift salute. His face remained unreadable as he placed down the tea-cup and rose to address himself to the young man. <br />“Robert Hatchins, Royal Airforce?”<br /><br />Chapter Two<br />The storm was fast approaching. The already weak afternoon sunlight had been almost completely blotted out only a few minutes before; and already in the distance, now growing ever nearer, came the angry flash of lightning accompanied by the ominous crack of thunder.Elizabeth Greyson shuddered and quickened her steps into something close to a run.<br /><br />Chapter Three<br />Morning dawned bright and clear, washed clean by the deluge of the night. Elizabeth was amazed at the transformation. Gone was the eeriness and cheerlessness that the storm had brought. <br /><br />:)Bethany Wnoreply@blogger.com