We had so much fun with our first line of the week post that I’ve decided to host another one.
Look over what you’ve written in the past week, and then share a favorite sentence or paragraph here in the comments. Feel free to give us context if you’d like. If you’d rather post your line on your own blog, link back to this post so we can all pop over to read it. And remember, this is a supportive community and not a critique group.
Here’s a paragraph from my historical novel from the point of view of the protagonist’s mother, who is pregnant with her third child:
Henri would no longer be her youngest. She thought of his hands as a baby. How she had to pry his fists open to clean the fuzz between his fingers. How, when nursing, he would relent and open them, like buds of flowers giving themselves to the sun.