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Teaser Tuesday Warmup

Here are the first 3 earlybird teasers for Grapemo. Depending on the number of requests I get, I'll start posting teasers on Thursday as well.

We are off to a great start!

*Drummmm rrrrroll*

BREATHKEPT
anywherebeyond

Brandon loomed behind me. He threw an arm around my waist, just one, and pulled me off my feet. I felt like I was flying, like a little kid playing airplanes in the back yard. But instead of sky and grass and my mom's laughing face, I saw a woman with gold-ringed eyes. I saw her jump.

I saw her die.
~ ~ ~

BETTER UNSAID

whitehousemom

I was jolted back to the present as Jackson collapsed the umbrella and shook off the water while tossing it in the corner of my parents front porch. Before I could brush the wayward raindrops off my skirt he opened the door and immediately we heard a hearty round of “Congratulations!” and other various overly-excited outbursts.

I barely even emerged into the foyer before my destined-to-be-a-spinster cousin, Mary Grace, practically threw everyone out of her way to grab my left hand and take a peek at my newly acquired token of Jackson’s undying love.

“Oh my God Susannah! That is simply the most gorgeous piece of jewelry I think my eyes have ever seen!” she lied, in her perfectly polished southern accent. “Is that white gold? Platinum? That diamond is simply flawless! How many carats is that son of a gun?” Her white teeth gleamed, a thick contrast to her hot pink turtleneck sweater and colossal chestnut hair.

Overwhelmed with all her questions, and not one to indulge people in their nosy impositions, I figured a simple “uhm, I dunno” and a delightfully puzzled look on my face would tame her for a few minutes. It didn’t.

“Susannah! For the love of God! You simply cannot walk around wearing an engagement ring and not know how many carats it is! Don’t you know that is what everyone is going to ask you? That and ‘how did he propose?’ Susannah, get your details in order!” she barked, complete with a foot stomp and arms-a-waving.

Of course I knew how many carats the ring is. I have spent countless hours staring at it and studied its accompanying documents almost obsessively. I’m not really sure why, except that I have never owned anything as beautiful before, and besides, doesn’t every newly engaged female stare at her left hand any chance she gets?

Becoming bored with the lack of ring details she quickly followed up with an overly cheery “Were you surprised? How did he ask you? What color will your bridesmaids wear? Have you set a date yet?”

I pondered how a 40-something year old woman who hasn’t had a date since her last sorority mixer became such an expert on engagement banter, but then I reminded myself of my latest New Year’s slash Thirtieth Birthday Resolution: Quit being so negative and try to see the good in people.
After a few more minutes of being bombarded with her insanity, I made an amendment to my resolution. Note to self: NYR doesn’t apply to Mary Grace...or other excessively annoying people.

I feigned seeing an old friend across the room, mumbled an “excuse me”, rolled my eyes and walked away, wondering for a second if she noticed and then realizing I didn’t care if she did.

I smirked and was proud of myself for lowering my tolerance level for things that annoy me. Not long ago I would have sat with her for decades just because I didn’t want to hurt her feelings by being disinterested in her conversation.

I was glad that the older I became the more confident I was in myself and I didn’t need the opinions of anyone else to influence my jaunt through life. I assumed this is what people meant when they talked about the self awareness one finds at age thirty. I pretty much thought it was a load of crap until it happened to me.

I then concluded in that moment that if Mary Grace had put as much gusto in her own life as she did in examining everyone else’s, perhaps she wouldn’t spend every night in her condo curled up on the couch with her prisoner cat Mr. Darcy (pronounced ‘Mistah Dahsee’, a la Bridget Jones’s Diary, which, incidentally, I would guess she has seen no less than 4 dozen times).

It’s not that I wasn’t excited to talk about the engagement, or wedding plans, I think I just hadn’t had enough time to really let it set in that I was getting married. Married. I would be sharing my life with someone for all eternity. I was becoming one with Jackson. My identity would assume the name of Mrs. Jackson Edward Hyde. Mrs. Susannah Elizabeth Powell Hyde. Susannah Hyde. Mrs. Hyde.

A sudden wave of nauseousness came over me, which I quickly attributed to nerves. I’m sure the excitement will soon follow. It has to. Isn’t this the most wonderful moment of my life? Isn’t this “just the beginning”? Once this all settles down I am sure I’ll be like every other bride and have my nose buried in bridal magazines and fabric swatches. I mean, that can’t just come overnight, right?
~ ~ ~

ANNABETH

onegrapeshy

I study the Hanging Beam, noticing how it hangs lower than the others. An easy reach; no wonder Mrs. Gibbons chose it. I drag over my desk chair and climb up on it. Balancing there in my fuzzy pink socks, I stretch my arms, but still fall a few inches short of touching the rough-hewn wood. Somebody taller than me could reach it easily.

Tossing a rope over the beam would be a simple thing. Then you drop the loop over your head, tighten the knot around your neck, and—

I leap off, already choking for breath. The chair topples with a noisy clunk. What am I doing, what am I doing…

WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING?

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whitehousemom
Feb. 2nd, 2010 08:19 pm (UTC)
Oooh, me likey! I need to learn how to do actual teasers like you two, you know, that aren't like a whole chapter. :-/
fandoria
Feb. 3rd, 2010 12:23 am (UTC)
Great teasers! I especially liked yours, Jeannine. Gave me chills.
onegrapeshy
Feb. 3rd, 2010 02:42 pm (UTC)
Thanks. Saundra's "I saw her die" left me dying for MORE!
fandoria
Feb. 3rd, 2010 03:42 pm (UTC)
Oh yeah. That was quite a cliffhanger!
onegrapeshy
Feb. 3rd, 2010 02:41 pm (UTC)
Hahaha! I'll repost reminders now and then so people remember. No biggie! I'm flexible.
carriejones
Feb. 2nd, 2010 08:26 pm (UTC)
Oh dude. I love these. Why did I forget to sign up? EPIC FAIL!
whitehousemom
Feb. 2nd, 2010 08:40 pm (UTC)
It's not too late Carrieeeeeee. Unless Grover ate your computer, too.
onegrapeshy
Feb. 2nd, 2010 09:16 pm (UTC)
It's DEF not too late, Cawwie!!! A couple people just signed up today.
meredith_wood
Feb. 3rd, 2010 01:11 pm (UTC)
Great teasers! Now, if only I could get some words down for my own Grapemo goal.
onegrapeshy
Feb. 3rd, 2010 02:43 pm (UTC)
I wrote for 6 hrs yesterday but now I won't be work on it till Friday. I hate this jumping in, jumping out!
meredith_wood
Feb. 3rd, 2010 03:23 pm (UTC)
I've had kiddos at home since last Friday. They finally went back to school today.
onegrapeshy
Feb. 4th, 2010 03:08 pm (UTC)
I'd tell you to break out the champagne but then you'd never get any writing done. ;)
njnelson
Feb. 3rd, 2010 10:04 pm (UTC)
Thank you for sharing! I love the teasers :)
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