Weekend Writing Warriors – 4/2/2023 – Little Reminders of Who I’m Going to Be – We Must Be Moving

April is here, so who is getting the showers yet? I know, I know, we are just a couple of days in, but we received a few the other night to say good-bye to March. One was a pretty decent size. With all the stronger storms we’ve had received lately makes me wonder what this rainy season is going to look like. What is your weather like?

It sure seems like Stephanie’s storm is starting to brew. She doesn’t know which way to look. Let’s step right into it and see what this snippet has in store. And yes, this will be the final installment from Little Reminders of Who I’m Going to Be… or whatever the final title will be. I will definitely keep you posted on what my publisher advises.

Let’s get into it:

SYNOPSIS:

Stephanie Marshall is the owner of a successful Charlotte, NC writing firm. She and her staff advertise for some of the biggest names up and down the east coast. Even though the writer’s life is exciting, and her company is in demand, she struggles with the monotony of home life. Stephanie is on the verge of an affair and has chosen to take the next step in that relationship.

… And then there is Carter.

Our angelic friend is back, and he visits Stephanie to teach her three lessons about her life. One that involves her past, one about her present life, and one that will challenge her to the reality of the choices she makes.

SNIPPET:

Summary:
Last time we left Stephanie she was exploring her new surroundings and ended up in the ‘not-so-familiar’ restaurant. Then she suddenly received a visitor.


First a bit from last time:

Stephane took a sip of her coffee and, for the first time that morning, smiled. Coffee was a way of relaxing an anxious mind and comforting when you needed it the most.

“It’s great stuff, isn’t it,” the familiar voice stated.

Stephanie’s head spun around, and the familiar figure stood at a distance.

“What the heck?”

“Relax. Relax,” Carter said, his hands surrendered. “If you give me a moment, I will explain everything. Just please remain calm, and we can both get through this in one piece.”


Now let’s get into our new snippet:


“I don’t know about that,” Stephanie said, turning her back to Carter.

Carter approached the booth. He lowered his voice, “For one, I want to ease your mind. This has nothing to do with Kenneth. Your honor is still intact.”

Stephanie sighed. “Okay. That does make me feel better. But what happened here? Where am I?”

“I think the better question is, when are you?” Carter said.

They were both silent. The room clanked with dishes and the stirring of coffee cups, hushed conversations, and the mild tone of Muzak.


::There is your ten (or so). And now we continue to finish the scene::



“May I sit?” Carter said, extending a hand. “I believe I owe you an explanation.”

Stephanie nodded.

“Wonderful.” Carter sat, and a waiter set down a cup and filled it with coffee. “This place has fabulous coffee. I haven’t had coffee like this since I was in Houston.

“You’re from Houston?”

“I’m from everywhere,” Carter chuckled.

“Ah, that’s right, you’re an angel,” Stephanie snickered, sipping off her cup.

Carter looked to the ceiling. “The lady asks for a sign, and she still holds on to her disbelief.”

“Oh. By all means. You have my attention, Mr. Jennings.”

“Please, call me Carter. All my friends call me Carter.”

“Okay, Carter. You have my attention. And obviously, you intervened with what you called a mistake last night. What did you do, by the way, drug my coffee? So, I wake up never having met up with Kenneth. Ahh, no, I get it. This is a dream. And I will wake up with an epiphany and turn my life around.”

Carter reached over and pinched Stephane’s arm.

“Ouch!! What did you do that for?”

“If you were sleeping, that would’ve woken you up,” Carter said, then shrugged. “Guess you’re not asleep. This is real, Stephanie.”

“Okay. This is real.” Stephanie rubbed her arm. “And you’re here to prevent me from sleeping with Kenneth?”

“Among other things.”

Stephanie took another sip and looked around at the dark wood, “So, why are we here? What happened in my past? What year is this anyway?”

“Two thousand and five, I believe.” Carter looked at his wrist, at a watch that wasn’t there.

“Twenty-o’five? I was sixteen.”

“That sounds about right,” Carter said, then pointed at Stephanie. “You’d be in high school. That serves our purpose.”

“Our purpose?”

Carter smiled and laughed. “There is a purpose for all things. He has a purpose for all He does. It will be revealed in time. But time is something we don’t have, Stephanie. We must be moving.”

Well that is it, y’all. Always leave them wanting more. Yes, Stephanie now finds herself in her past. But why is she there? What is Carter’s reason, well God’s purpose, for taking her to her past? As Carter says, there is a purpose in all things. I am sure there will be a Little Reminder here that will help her. Let’s hope Stephanie is paying attention enough to find the answers that will be laid out for her and find her way home.


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THANKS FOR YOUR SUPPORT:
Thanks for reading through my snippets for Little Reminders of Who I’m Going to Be and for your help with selecting my title. We shall see what happens from here. I am still working on final edits before I send to publisher at the end of the month. It hits shelves in late October, early November.

The closer we get to the publishing date I plan to do a give away. Probably for the trilogy. It feels odd saying that because I never thought I would do such a thing, write a trilogy. But here I am and will celebrate the milestone in just about six months. Crazy. I know many of you have written multiple series novels. Do you have any suggestions on how to promote it other than social media?


In His Exciting Service,

Jeff S. Bray

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15 thoughts on “Weekend Writing Warriors – 4/2/2023 – Little Reminders of Who I’m Going to Be – We Must Be Moving

    1. The next snippet would’ve given a bit more mystery. I almost want to take y’all there. But perhaps a bit later. We shall see. Thanks for all you critique. You’ve been a great help.

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  1. I love time travel novels, although in the ones I usually read the people hop back 100 or more years. This one sounds intriguing, almost like Quantum Leap. What’s she going to find out from her 16-year-old-self? Nice scene! Tweeted

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    1. Yes, I figured you would. I have been enjoying yours snippets. Glad you got to the big reveal this week. Hey. I got to mine too this week, in a way. We both got to see how far in time we went. And it is funny you should mention Quantum Leap… it was kind of an inspiration with how this trip back works. Because it isn’t over yet … ugh. I am revealing too much and almost wants me to post one more snippet.

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