Hello and welcome back, friends. Last weekend was a wild ride as we had our cover and marketing photo shoot for Famine. Great fun, amazing pics, and tons of creativity. (Many, many thanks to ByteStudio Photography and Jacob Cartwright for this pic.) Therefore, in honor of my new Bartholomew portrait, I thought I'd post a little descriptive passage for Weekend Writing Warriors and Snippet Sunday.
Early morning strollers were out, tipping their hats and nodding their heads, and Bartholomew joined the parade, a smile playing across his lips for the ladies. He’d grown accustomed to their first and second glances, but his pleasure was no less diminished for that familiarity.
He wore his hair to his collar, sported a neat beard, and didn’t care a whit for current fashion. Yet Bartholomew Pelletier’s imposing presence drew a smile and flushed cheeks from the young women. And that was one of his few pleasures. Their attention made him feel alive.
He inhaled the morning’s cold, sweet air. After spending a long night with a corpse, strolling beneath the blue March sky among the awakening plants, animals, and mortals was invigorating.
Many thanks to everyone who's stopped by and/or commented over the last two weeks. And I hope you'll take a few moments to check out the many snippets posted today for the Snippet Sunday and Weekend Writing Warriors blog hops.