It’s sunny here in Atlanta. Are you enjoying spring weather? I’m watching movies and considering a bit of writing later in the day.
Here’s a snippet from my story “I Can’t Get No Satisfaction” published by JMS Books. It’s longer than six sentences, but when you read it, you’ll see why. Georgie is the main character and it’s told from his point of view in the first person.
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Ry backed me against the door, both hands flat on either side of my head as he leaned in, hot breath on my face. “You know what your problem is, Georgie? You’re spineless. You sit there letting someone take what you want—no, don’t deny it”—I’d been vigorously shaking my head in the negative—”just because you don’t think you’re worthy of it, for some dumb reason. That’s
absolute horseshit.”
My breathing stuttered. “I have a goddamn spine!” Well, I did now. “I don’t give a fuck what you and Trent do together,” I
stated, completely giving myself away. “It could be anyone, really, but you know what? You made me feel like dirt under your shoe and I refuse to let anyone treat me that way anymore, like I don’t fucking matter. I matter, and I’ll thank you to remember that. I don’t need all you pretty, in-crowd people making me feel even worse about myself than I already do. I do that plenty, on my own. Now if you don’t mind, I’d appreciate it if you left me alone.”
I folded my arms across my chest and stared down the hall, away from his tempting chest and mesmerizing, infuriating
eyes. I wouldn’t hold out if he gazed at me much longer.
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