Challenge! It's CONTEST TIME!

[RJ Garside]

Happy Monday!

We hope you are enjoying the new updates and you've checked out our on-demand video classes, lecture packages, and new groups. As March fast approaches and hopefully winter leaves, it's time for another contest.

Post your opening three sentences in your current work-in-progress for a chance to win a VIP subscription.

Contest will remain open until Sunday March 2nd at 11:59 p.m. EST. Members will vote on their favorite entry.

Please email us if you have any questions. We can't wait to see what you come up with!

Thanks!

The SavvyCrew

 

[Candy Burke]

Oh Fun!
Here's my first three:

You’ve gotta be kidding me.
Bishop watched a tiny brunette chase down the man he had been hunting for a month. Not that she had a chance of catching him.

 

[Kszoll1]

Between the thick limestone pillars at the far end of the castle’s grand hall, a sinister creature lurked, its iridescent eyes ablaze as it fixated on my every move. Not hiding; rather, it mocked me with its flagrant presence.

A shiver ran through me.


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[Seilann]

Let’s start with what I did right: pausing at my closed front door and assessing the forest’s restlessness before venturing outside.

End of list.

I was already half an hour out, hiking through the night-dark shadows of the maple grove, before it occurred to me that I should have stayed home.

 

[TMSellers]

My opening 3 lines for an urban fantasy novel I'm currently writing:

My name is Agent Russell Donaldson, FBI. I believe in three things: my God, my country, and the magic of Disney; and that’s the only magic I’ll ever believe in. I have served my country loyally and without hesitation, just like my father before me and his father before him. Semper Fi!

 

[Helen Aitken]

These are the three opening sentences from my contemporary heist:

Nothing ever happened on a Tuesday, yet Jackie Kever’s olfactory nerves tingled, and the hairs on the back of her neck stood up.
“Ozone?” There had been no electrical discharges in the atmosphere to produce it. She replaced her stainless-steel nose ring and cautiously entered the pub, foreknowing something would take place.

 

[LKSalvucci]

Opening for my contemporary mystery:

As a child, my favorite uncle told me I was blessed with an uncanny sense of danger. “Pay attention to it,” he said. “More trustworthy than any human.” My spidey sense served me well until two years ago. After I became Rorie Chandler, it went numb.

 

[catherinewinters]

The first three sentences from my queer sci-fi romance:

“Did you hear? There’s a human on board.”

I choked on my noodles and turned to stare at the diners at the next table.

 

[MSTufail]

The prologue of the Paranormal/Urban Fantasy I'm working on:

There was no beginning, no creation, as we know it. There are beings who have always been. They were not birthed and they do not die.

 

[Katya Stead]

My first three sentences from my current WIP:

Most people who know they’re going to die don’t assemble a crowd of over a hundred people, yet here we are.

I pace the flagstones, trying to keep order of the wash of murmuring, frowning people shuffling towards where we’ve been told to assemble.

“Raise? What’s all this?”