I was going to get started on my next story today, but when your cat declares your chest is her sleeping spot and starts snoring? Nope. Not today. #writingcommunity#writerproblems
Rylie started playing with her eyes closed. She felt the weight of the strap on her shoulder, the shifting pull of leather as she dipped and danced with the neck. The fingertips on her left hand danced on the fretboard as her pick slashed on the thin strings.
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"Her phone pinged excitedly. Rylie ignored it. It pinged annoyingly. She let out a huff and leaned back on her bed. It felt solid. The phone pinged angrily. Then it did the worst thing it could possibly do. It rang."
From Pure Ice / Soft Snow Out now!
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