Saturday, January 21, 2012

Welcome to Cliff Hanger Saturday Just Like the Matinees of Old.



What a scary place to worship the sun.

Cliff Hanger Saturday is a place where you can post your favorite "cliff hangers" of all time or just good writing at the end of the scene. (if not your own work, please give credit to the author and the book.) We all know, a scene should not end with anyone going to sleep. YAWN. But sometimes we see this. If the characters go to sleep, so do we.

So share favorites or write one here.

I have been posting excerpts for advertising and Rogue Phoenix Press. If you are writing an excerpt for something make sure that excerpt ends making the reader turn the page and read on. Do we want the reader up all night? Of course we do.

Cliff Hanger from Safari Moon by Christine Young writing as AnnChristine


Well, you’ve got what you wanted. He just walked out the door and it doesn’t appear as if he’s ever coming back.

So why did she feel the best friend she’d ever had just left her for good.

Safari Moon is available in print, kindle and pdf.

Rogues Angels Valentine Day Contest



Comment on any Rogue's Angels post from today to March 17, and you will be entered to win. 
Rogue's Angels will have drawings through January, February, and March. Grand prizes to be awarded on Valentine's Day and St. Patrick's Day.



Prizes

Gift Cards: 2 $20 Starbucks GC
Name in next anthology (pending, I'm pulling for May Day) 
Bookmarks: to everyone who leaves a comment
Downloads of past anthologies (6): The Gift, The Lending Library, Chasing Rainbows, Star Crossed, Meadows of Gold, St. Batzy & the Time Machine
More gifts pending

1 comment:

  1. Hi, all!

    My dog who was the role model for St. Batzy in the novella, "St. Batzy and the Time Machine," from A ST. PATRICK'S DAY TALE, had his own adventure last night. We had some strong winds and a gate blew down, which he, of course, promptly dashed through.

    So I thought it appropriate to offer a cliff-hanger from the "St. Batzy" novella:

    ****
    On the monitors, Horace watched the giant fire hydrant. On the outside, it looked much the same as it had when Horace set it up for the dog next door. However, the monitors showing the inside of the hydrant revealed major changes. Living quarters for human time travelers were contained on the second floor of the hydrant. On the ground floor, a mini-nuclear reactor had been installed. A semi-circle around it contained a bank of monitors and control panels linked to the computer that controlled the time machine and contained a calendar program to calculate the day, month and year where the time machine had traveled.
    "T minus thirty seconds and counting," Clement intoned.
    Horace drew a deep breath to calm the buzzing of adrenaline through his veins. If this worked--no, when they proved the time machine worked, Horace would rescue Maddie and never let her travel without him again.
    "Ten, nine, eight..."
    A movement on one of the inside monitors caught Horace's eye. "What's that?"
    "...two, one. Activate."
    "I think we have an unexpected passenger." Horace dashed outside to where the fire hydrant used to sit. Now only a flattened patch of lawn separated his back yard from the neighbor's fence.
    A freckle-faced girl with bright red hair leaned against the fence. "Have you seen my dog, Batzy?"
    ****


    -Amber Angel
    P.S. My real "Batzy" came home and spent the night safe, dry and snuggled under blankets--although he was in the time out room. :)

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