Sunday, December 7, 2014

Snippet Sunday: Not An Early Start

Today we're picking up right where we left off last week between our supporting characters Olivia and Rachel...





They were silent for a moment. “Early start tomorrow?”
“No, not unless someone goes into labor overnight.”
“Saying that is one sure fire way to make it happen.” Olivia turned around in her lover’s arms, met her lips, and kissed her. She felt lucky, to have Rachel, to be building a future with her. The thought of a disease coming in, taking her away… No, she thought, giving herself to Rachel, letting her hands wander. And then she thought no more of illness, only of the woman she shared her life with.

Sunday, November 30, 2014

Snippet Sunday: A Quiet Interlude

Another passage from our manuscript, taking place shortly after where we've been the last couple of weeks. This has our supporting characters Rachel and Olivia at home together in New York after a long day. We'll be picking up with the second half of this interlude next week.





Olivia settled into bed late in the evening, feeling Rachel’s arms wrap around her from behind, snuggling close to her. She smiled at the contact, at the feeling of her hands, and drew one up to her lips, kissing it, knowing how Rachel liked that. “Hey, lover,” Olivia softly greeted her in the darkness.
“Hello, sweetness,” Rachel replied, her voice intoxicating.
“Long day?” Olivia asked, kissing her fiancee’s hand again.
“Yes, but a good one. I saw Faith.....how she handles that job…”
Olivia sighed; she’d always been astonished by any doctor who had the fortitude to tackle that damned disease. “She compartmentalizes it a lot, doesn’t she?” she asked. She thought briefly of Gabriel and Chloe, of the same damned disease that was robbing Chloe of her mother. Small world, she thought.
“Lots of oncologists tend to do that,” Rachel remarked.

Sunday, November 23, 2014

Snippet Sunday: Coping Strategy

Picking up a few lines after our last post, we have this momentary conversation between our characters Rachel and Faith at the hospital. Rachel has just asked Faith, her maid of honour at her upcoming wedding, how her day has been.




“Same old, same old.” It was as much as Faith would say about the job. Unlike other doctors, she didn’t talk shop. It was as though she needed to set the reality of her work aside at the end of the day. Rachel suspected it was a coping strategy, knowing that medicine needed doctors who would fight that particular illness. “So, how’s Olivia?”
“Wonderful as ever.”
“We’ve still got the fitting on the weekend?”
“Of course,” Rachel confirmed with a smile.
Faith smiled back, pleased by the distraction. “Good.”