Welcome back to Weekend Writing Warriors and Snippet Sunday, weekly Sunday hops where writers share 8–10 sentences from a book or WIP. The rules have now been relaxed to allow a few more sentences if merited, so long as they’re clearly indicated, to avoid the creative punctuation many of us have used to stay within the limit.
I’m now switching to the book formerly known as The Very First, which releases next week. I’ll finally reveal the new and improved title then.
The book opens in August 1938, as young Cinnimin Filliard prepares to meet the family her father helped to bring to America and will be indefinitely putting up in their large house. During the last major edit, I made the age of Cinni and her friends deliberately ambiguous. At most, it’s stated they’re under twelve. How old do you think she is, and what’s the youngest you could picture her as?
Cinnimin Filliard reached for the candy bowl on her father’s desk and popped a handful of gumdrops into her mouth. Five longterm houseguests were moving in today, and indulging her sweet tooth would help to get rid of her nervousness and put her mind on other things.
“Can I see your photo albums, Daddy? I wanna know what they look like before they move in. I hope they’re nicer houseguests than Aunt Lucinda, Uncle Jasper, and stupid Elmira.”
Mr. Filliard smiled indulgently at his pet child, his deep brown eyes twinkling. “Since when have I ever said no to you?”
Cinni took a photo album and plopped onto the floor. “Oh, brother, this Katharina girl really needs a makeover. No one wears long skirts anymore.”
The first ten lines end here. A few more follow.
She pushed her long curly hair out of her face. “Who better than the Most Popular Girl to make her over?”
“Religious Jews do things a little differently. You might not understand it, but Katharina has reasons of her own, just as you have your reasons for going against the fashion for shorter hair.”