Yay, another Six Sentence Sunday. Thanks so much for visiting, and especially for your comments. You guys rock.
Here's another look at my literary novel, Orion Rising. I hope you'll grab a copy from Amazon - it will be free Wednesday through next Sunday.
Here's another look at my literary novel, Orion Rising. I hope you'll grab a copy from Amazon - it will be free Wednesday through next Sunday.
Our Victorian home sat at the very
end of Buttonwood Street, perched between civilization and wilderness, at the
edge of a field lined with patches of buttonwood and birch trees. Beyond, the
Orion River endlessly flowed. I’d always considered our house to be the
beginning of the world rather than the end of the street.
From within the attic observatory my
father built, space seemed to begin, with the heavens stretching away into
infinity. Above our little world, slowly rotating within the heavens, were the
figures of heroes and maidens and beasts that seemed like old friends. My
father had given life to these celestial stick figures by filling our heads
with their fantastic myths.
Sounds almost idyllic? Too bad it doesn't last.
Check out the fantastic super-authors of Six Sentence Sunday, and have a great week! (And don't forget to mark your calendar so you can grab a copy of Orion Rising this week!)
