I have been working on writing stand alone paragraphs that are complete stories in themselves--kind of a novel in a paragraph. One of these days I may label them here because this "vehicle" may be the framework and direction of my second book. It forces me to make every word count, to create a picture and tell a story that can't afford to beat around the bush.
Catherine's voice ricocheted off two inch thick glass. "I need someone to match my passion and fire. I know I can't replace you.".
It took her the better part of two months, but replace me she did. Twice.