Lovin' the Language
I'm not here right now, but I've prepared this lovely post for your enjoyment. It's part of the Lovin' the Language Blogfest instigated by Jolene Perry . Go here to get links to the others. And what is it? I've picked five lines (passages, actually) from my work-in-progress, Drivers . (It's about a suicide-mission driver who falls in love and changes his mind about dying.) They make me laugh, smile, or cry each time I read them. (I hope they don't make y'all cry.) So, uh, here they are, out of context and without any introduction: ONE “Ash.” Zephyr’s breath touches my chin, she’s that close. “Thanks for saving my life today.” “Do you mean that?” “I—” Her voice chokes off. Her head doesn’t move, but I feel it pulling, straining against a spider-silk strand of something between us, so fragile. Don’t break it, Zephyr. “I mean it.” TWO Time stops in the middle of a heartbeat. In the air between Zephyr’s hands and my feet, a perfect universe has