If you read my blog post from August 16th, you know I have started sharing snippets (unedited, first draft snippets!) from my new WIP, a novel with the working title of “Masks and Stories.” It is my hope that sharing these snippets will encourage me to keep writing this new book, and not let it go dormant again.
So here’s another passage:
“Long ago, or maybe only yesterday, there was a young girl who didn’t belong where she was born. She did not look like anyone in her family, or even in her town. They had blue eyes or green eyes, but no one else had dark eyes the color of mink, like she did. They had smooth pink and white skins, but her skin was a freckled goldy-brown. Their noses were short and broad, but hers was narrow and crooked. Their fingers were wide and stubby, as were their toes, but hers were long and thin. Their hair was brown and straight as plank boards, but her burnt orange locks grew in curls that were painful to comb in the mornings. In short, everyone else was beautiful, and she was not.”
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