Here's what Frankie said to do:
1) Sometime between now and Jan 2, 2011 write a post about the No Kiss Blogfest to let everyone know you are participating and that they should too. Why? Because it's awesome!
2) Sign up for No Kiss Blogfest by filling in the Mr. Linky below. Because Mr. Linky is awesome.
3)Tweet about No Kiss Blogfest, using the hash tag: #nokissblogfest because #hashtagsareawesome
4) After you've recovered from New Years Eve, write a blog sharing your Almost Kiss, No Kiss Blogfest entry (either one from your WIP, one you just wrote, one from a book, movie or tv show)and post on January 2, 2011!!!
Sorry my entry is a bit late (but it's still the 2nd!!), I drove home today from a friend's house and got stuck in the traffic jam FROM HELL. 2 1/2 hours for a 1-hour journey.
Here's my entry. I'm not going to tell you about it - I want you to read it with an open mind and then tell me what impression you got. ; )
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Mary rubbed her hands over her tired face, wiping away the tears that escaped her eyes. They'd done it again, just as they had so many times before. They'd sent her away with some transparent excuse of an errand he'd ordered.
He would never have sent her away, and she could not believe He knew what his so-called disciples were up to.
Like children, she thought, they were jealous of the time he gave her, a mere woman. A widow, yes, and thus permitted into their company without great danger to her reputation, but a woman still.
Not worthy of the secret teachings.
"Mary," a voice called from somewhere behind her, deep and smooth. She smiled, lips parting in a broad grin almost in spite of herself. She stopped and turned, hands bunching in the fabric of her dress. He'd come to speak to her.
Just her.
"Mary, why are you not with the others?" he asked, laying a soft hand on her shoulder. "Come, we must go to them. They are waiting on us."
She could see it in his eyes. He knew what they did behind his back. How could he not? He would not be who - what - he was, and not know.
"I am here," Mary said, the very thought of tears gone from her mind. "I am always here for you, and always will be."
His hand tightened on her shoulder, his fingers moving, almost caressing her. "Don't let it touch you, what they think, what they say," he whispered, his face very close to hers.
She felt like she was drowning in his eyes, so full of love and knowlege and, she sometimes thought, pain. They were so close now his every breath caressed her face. Her gaze jumped down to his full lips and back to his eyes. She'd dreamed about him kissing her, and woken up with a pounding heart and a guilty mind. He was not hers to touch, though perhaps he'd welcome it, perhaps he needed it.
Now he was so close, so very close, the warmth of his body seeping across the scant space between them, warming her very heart. He smiled, then, and just barely shook his head.
"Come, Mary, we must return or they will search for us."
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So there, almost a kiss...but not. Now tell me what you think and then off with you to read the other entries HERE.
14 comments:
A short and sweet excerpt! You're really good at getting the most meaning out of the least amount of words :) I really admire that trait, especially since sometimes I can get too wordy.
But anyway...super intense! Great almost-kiss scene, wasn't this blogfest fun?
~TRA
http://xtheredangelx.blogspot.com
This was cute! Short and sweet. I knew something about the story without having any backstory to it, which is GREAT. I really related to her, too :) Great job and thanks for sharing!
Very clever, Tessa. Is is easier to kiss a saint or a sinner? ;)
This was adorable. I could get in touch with the characters and feel their emotions. I hope there'll be a chance to read more of this in the future. :)
Sacrilege! You're such a scandalous girl!
It was very nicely done and I liked it very much.
And glad you're home safe from your long drive.
Happy New Year!
Wow. Oh wow oh wow oh wow. You never fail to amaze/scandalise/blow me completely away! Is that what I think it is? I kinda started getting the feeling it was by the third paragraph.
Oh wow--again! Fantastic job, loving the tension and the depth of love and feeling in this!
Not sure if it was deliberate, but only one of your 'he' had an uppercase 'H', in the second paragraph, but not in any other.
Interesting choice in story and well written to say the least. I'm guessing what it's about but I will just assume i'm right, lol. Well done!
I'm not exactly sure what is going on. Mary isn't about to lose anything going after this guy- but I am curious what he would have to lose. I almost get an impression of church or monk stuff, but hen I don't have enough to go on. I think this worked out well for the blogfest.
I agree with Summer, Tessa. Is this a man of the cloth?
Nicely done.
Michael
You might say it's THE man of the cloth... I had all the he's and his's in caps but thought it was too obvious. That one He snook in on me.
Those of you who are still puzzled *insert evil laugh* it might help if I told you Mary's full name is Mary Magdalen...
Oh Tessa, going after the New Testament! That takes some courage! But you are a woman after my own heart. Nothing like rewriting some biblical myth to get the brain going!
Very well done, my dear!
Every time I write something biblical my husband gives me this exasperated look--not because it bothers him at all, but because "You know you can't sell that!" It's almost worth it just to get a rise out of him.
I'm glad you didn't give any background or say too much in your piece - I could tell who your characters were, but it was so subtle and well delivered...
Awesome job ^_^
Great choice of theme. Very festive. I loved your descriptions, too. Poor Mary. :O)
Beautifully written Tessa, and so right I believe. "Disciples" gave it away for me, but I'm too close to the subject for it not to!
This was one of the best for me.
:Dom (My No Kiss)
PS Your Haiku riddle ... shouldn't the second line be
"and from the stormiest seas"
I'm not sure He guides us to darkest harbours? ;P
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