Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is Book and since we know quite a few authors who write along the clean end of the spectrum and since every published book was once a work-in-progress, we’re showcasing some of their published books among the #CleanWIP posts in this Special Edition. [More info]
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The #CleanWIP theme for Wednesday, February 26 is BOOK. In addition to relevant lines, we’d love for each of you to add #CleanWIP to a tweet about a published book readers who love *clean* will enjoy. Just remember to include a purchase link to make it easy for the readers. pic.twitter.com/pZ1fUoR39i— CleanWIP Magazine (@cleanwip) February 26, 2020
~ Earl Chinnici ~
Somewhere or some time along my journey to be nicotine-free, I began to consider that I might be able to use my handwritten notes from my composition book to get ideas for writing an actual book.
“Mama leaned forward in her seat like one of them might share something to drag her thoughts away from the shadowy figures and dense fogs in her books.”— Danielle Thorne (@DanielleThorne) February 26, 2020
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First he had insulted his height, then his antisocial inclinations, and finally accused him of harboring romantic secrets like some kind of moore-wandering rejected lover in a book. Timothy was not that interesting.#CleanWIP— Katelyn Buxton (@KBuxtonBooks) February 26, 2020
He scanned the street. It was quiet and empty . An older gentleman sat on a bench outside the bookstore, reading some kind of tome. He sat there almost every day when the weather was nice. Arthur knew he was no threat; he had run a background check on him long ago. #CleanWIP— Jessica Marie Holt — Author (@Jessica06311722) February 26, 2020
~ Laurean Brooks ~
“Oscar,” Jenny interrupted, “I have plans for this afternoon. But I appreciate the invitation.” She did not inform him that her plans were to curl up with a good book and fall asleep. If she had, he would barge into the house uninvited.
~ Cherry Christensen ~
“You think I’m cute?”
“I, um…” She squirmed in her seat as his eyes sparkled.
“On a scale of one to ten, what’s my cuteness number?”
“You’re a ten in my book,” Sabela answered as her feet scuffed across the floor. She placed the water glasses on the table. “Ready to order?”
He was close to knowing. Achron ran his hand around the gold circular seal of the book. Its metal clasp was locked firmly, bound by far more than the soft yellow metal. It was sealed with some great power, and not the kind that he could break. #CleanWIP https://t.co/huioP2LyqD— D. Art and Kay McKinney (@dartkaymckinney) February 27, 2020