Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is Middle. [More info]
Standing in the middle of the road is very dangerous; you get knocked down by the traffic from both sides. ~ Margaret Thatcher
Use CleanWIP Magazine’s #CleanWIP hashtag with lines from a ‘clean’ work-in-progress & your tweet might be included in a https://t.co/a8se3sed2W collaborative article for authors who lean ‘clean’ & readers who love them. The #CleanWIP theme for Wednesday, October 16 is MIDDLE pic.twitter.com/rFkglbtlt5
— Earl Chinnici (@earlshelpdesk) October 16, 2019
Her chest hitched, and her stomach lurched. Dyandra clutched her middle and frowned. They were all watching her with a mixture of smugness and amusement. They were making fun of her. #CleanWIP
— A.E. McKenna (@ae_mckenna) October 16, 2019
“Why did you lock the guards out?”
— ML Farb (@FarbMl) October 16, 2019
“I just need a better lock on the window.”
“Or a room with no windows.” A smile hinted on his grim face. “Maybe a tight cell in the dungeon. Reverse the lock so you can keep others out.”#CleanWIP
Ahead of him, calmly standing in the middle of a small clearing, Beroa was munching on something. The sound of his chewing was all that broke the unnatural silence. Even the birds seemed to be holding their breath.
— Lea Carter (@LeaCarterWrites) October 16, 2019
#CleanWIP #preorder @ https://t.co/GO3wXHcxko#fantasy
This assassin came better prepared than the one in the throne room. I kicked his hand. The knife spun over my head and thunked against the wall. I’d need to have the floor and wall attended to in the morning. Couldn’t they leave less damage? #CleanWIP
— ML Farb (@FarbMl) October 16, 2019
#CleanWIP “My lady, I’m sorry to wake you, but Her Majesty has need of you.”
— Katy Huth Jones (@KatyHuthJones) October 16, 2019
“The baby?” Mercy climbed down from the bed.
“Yes.” Oleta grinned. “The new prince has decided to be born in the middle of the night.”
Ace finally pulled into a weedy, nondescript parking lot in front of a huge, low-lying wooden clapboard building. He looked over at Maddie, who was probably wondering if she’d been kidnapped and brought to a crime den in the middle of nowhere. #CleanWIP
— Jessica Marie Holt — Author (@Jessica06311722) October 16, 2019
#CleanWIP “You go get your business done at the feed store. I’ll be in the Ladies’ boutique.”
— Laurean Brooks (@Laurean2) October 16, 2019
Miss Katy Davis was a slippery one. Josh was not letting her out of his sight. “I’ll go in with you.” He placed his hands about her tiny “middle” and lifted her from the buckboard.
Her chest hitched, and her stomach lurched. Dyandra clutched her middle and frowned. They were all watching her with a mixture of smugness and amusement. They were making fun of her. #CleanWIP
— A.E. McKenna (@ae_mckenna) October 16, 2019