So, my WIP has been put on the back burner and my manuscript, With A Name Like Love has taken center stage with revisions.
They are going well so far and I can see the wisdom in the suggestions. It'd be much easier if I didn't ever have to revise, but who has that journey?!?
Today I thought I'd share a snippit from the novel - this is part of my revision work from yesterday
A bit of background: This scene takes place the morning after a fire. Ollie is the MC and oldest daughter of the good Reverend Everlasting Love. Gwen is her younger sister who longs to be a preacher herself. forgive bloggers lousy formatting. I have no control over it.
Ollie walked over to her sister. “He didn’t mean it,” she said. “He’s just out of sorts, that’s all.”
Gwen looked up, her dark lashes heavy with tears. “Yes he did,” she said. “He didn’t even see me.”
“You know that’s not true. Daddy loves you, Gwen.”
“Maybe.” She lifted her hem to her eyes and blotted the tears. “But he’d love a son more.”
“You can’t say that.”
“Can’t I? If I were a boy, he’d let me shadow him – teach me the trade. He’d see me, Ollie. At the heart.”
“I see you, Gwen.”
Gwen pointed out across the camp where their mama sat, looking suddenly lost. Heavy lines marked her brow and the corners of her mouth drooped down in worry. “Don’t worry about me,” she said in classic Gwen form. “Worry about her.”
Ollie reached down and gave her sister a hug. “Why don’t you talk to him?” she whispered in her ear.
Gwen lifted a single shoulder and forced a little smile. “Really,” she said. “Go to Mama.”
onward with the work....how goes your WIP these days???