- Bill Engleson | @billmelaterplea
- Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
- Nellie Batz | @solimond
- Silver James | @SilverJames_
- Keturah Lamb | @KeturahAbigail
- Katheryn J. Avila | @katheryn_avila
- Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil
- V.L. Marsell
- Lauren Grinder
- Mark A. Morris
- Mary Decker | @mishmhem
- Mark Ethridge | @mysoulstears
- Siren X Star | @sirenstar
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Tina says: What an intense 249 words! You made every word count with enticing the reader to read more. It was a natural hook that made me want to read more, and to learn more about Armani. I want to read this now!
Mark Ethridge | @mysoulstears
Tina says: So much vivid imagery (it was like having the beginnings of an action movie in my head). I look forward to seeing where you take this story and how it progresses, including the characters’ motivations, goals and inner conflicts.
Silver James | @SilverJames_
Tina says: I loved the twist! Such a shame when attraction gets in the way of work! LOL. This is the beginning of another great romance, and I think Lauren’s going to be quite feisty.
Tina says: I loved the language, which felt like a mixture of poetry and prose, as if the author was writing the music that the character was playing on the violin. The ghost made me smile, as well. Well done. I could imagine the violin being played, as well as feel the frustration of emotion. Very well done.
The empty, cold room fades away and I am surrounded by my thoughts.
This day has been full. Full of decisions. Full of mistakes.
It fills my music with frustration. Hard low notes jumping to shrill high notes.
Until I think of the people I have met. Each one needs my help. Each one has worked so hard to help me. They have earned my respect.
I cannot fully share in their sorrow.
Long drawn out notes that are both sad and joyful at the same time.
So what am I supposed to do? How can I change all this?
My fingers stop. I cannot put those thoughts into notes anymore than I can put them into real words.
“That- was amazing.” A voice echoes into the empty room.
I jump and whirl around. I didn’t hear anyone come in. I was so focused.
But I don’t see anyone.
My confusion only lasts for a moment though as I recognise the voice. Ghost. The man who is never visible. I still can’t wrap my mind around the idea of talking to him, but not seeing him.
“You should come with a warning sound.” I feel like I’m talking to the air.
“Maybe I’ll find myself a cowbell to wear.” He says with a chuckle.
Even if I can’t see him, he still makes me smile.
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