Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is Song. [More info]
Photo by Gerd Altmann
tl; dr: #CleanWIP theme for Thursday, December 26 is SONG— CleanWIP Magazine (@cleanwip) December 26, 2019
Long version: We’re playing hashtag games to find authors who prefer the clean end of the spectrum & highlight their teasers for readers who love them.
Longest version: https://t.co/Oj6maiYSYB #amReading #amWriting pic.twitter.com/vE0Lge9Zdr
#CleanWIP Clint stood with Emily and sang, Bringing In The Sheaves. When the song ended, they sat. Pews scraped across the wood floor.— Laurean Brooks (@Laurean2) December 26, 2019
Clemons, across the aisle, still leered at Emily. She squirmed and lowered her head.
A man who proposed to three women, deserved no respect.
Walking down the gravel road, my memories filtered through the hourglass of time; I missed your sweet song. I passed the old mill stream; the ripple of the water brought it back to life. I stopped to hear you sing, one more time. #CleanWip— John Wilde (@WriterJohnWilde) December 26, 2019
#CleanWIP (theme SONG)— Katy Huth Jones (@KatyHuthJones) December 26, 2019
Then all eyes turned to Kieran. He cleared his throat and stood at his place.
“I could think of nothing to give ye, my lady, so I thought I might sing ye a song instead. My own mother taught me this one. ’Tis one of my first memories o’ her.”#MercysGift
The sea pulses like my blood for you,— ML Farb (@FarbMl) December 26, 2019
The moon’s but a shadow of your light.
The warped boards of the dock
Drum deeply to our hearts.
Come! Dance! Fill the air,
With the rhythm of our feet.
Leap, spin, away and back.
Held closely in my arms.