I’m participating in the Weekend Writing Warrior, a weekly blog event during which writers share 8 sentences of one of their projects. You should check out the others right here: http://www.wewriwa.com/. I share this post with the Snippet Sunday Facebook group, which you can find here.
We’re back with another excerpt of my steampunk novel, Oil and Boiling Water (previous excerpts are compiled here). Tatiana found her way through the Loose Cogs tavern, and we’re meeting her brother for the first time. Some creative editing of the dialog tag happened: I didn’t want them to be short standalone sentences and stop the excerpt at a weird place. 😉
Damian probably saw me approaching from the corner of his eye, because he turned and pulled a handkerchief from his breast pocket.
“What is it with men and those damned handkerchiefs?” I said, resting a fist on my hip. “I’m soaked all the way through. Can’t you think of a less silly solution?”
“Well hello to you too, Steamy,” Damian replied with a calm voice that grated against my annoyance. “Would your misdirected anger be explained by yet another rejection?”
His assumptions knocked the wind out of me.
“I’m doing it again, aren’t I?”