Today’s #CleanWIP theme and collaborative article is Bed. [More info]
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Use CleanWIP Magazine’s #CleanWIP hashtag with lines from a work-in-progress and your tweet might be included in a https://t.co/yUHUbxZp23 collaborative article for authors who lean *clean* and readers who love them. The #CleanWIP theme for Monday, January 6, 2020 is BED pic.twitter.com/R1LN8BtxLx
— CleanWIP Magazine (@cleanwip) January 6, 2020
The war would soon end; I’d lost too much. I’d seen too much misery. In my youth, I still had hope. Lying in bed, I watched the snow turned the grass a majestic white; I prayed that it would help. But, no one cared; our nation, so tired of war and sick of death. #CleanWip
— John Wilde (@WriterJohnWilde) January 6, 2020
#CleanWIP They came to a fork in the road. Clint turned toward the sign that read, Buffalo Gap, 19 miles. Emily longed for a soft bed. It felt like a week since she’d left home, even longer since she’d slept. Who could rest on a train when they blew the whistle at every crossing?
— Laurean Brooks (@Laurean2) January 6, 2020
#CleanWIP (theme BED)
— Katy Huth Jones (@KatyHuthJones) January 6, 2020
Joy opened her sleepy eyes, for a moment forgetting where she was. She rolled over and saw the canopy of her new bed in Castle Frankland’s ducal suite. But the place beside her was empty. Where was her husband?
He was much calmer by the time they went to bed. But he still couldn’t sleep. He sat in a chair by the bedroom window, nursing a third glass of wine. His gun in his lap, he watched the quiet cul-de-sac until the sky turned pink and the glowing orbs faded one by one. #CleanWIP
— Jessica Marie Holt — Author (@Jessica06311722) January 6, 2020
He laughed and his face became handsome. “Don't you remember last night? You stumbled onto my porch. Ate all my dinner. Then took my only sleeping roll. I had to make do with my dog for a pillow.”
— ML Farb (@FarbMl) January 6, 2020
I groaned. I remembered. “Please forgive my discourtesy." #cleanWIP (bed)