From Feb 1st with Deb Raney to March 2 with MaryLu Tyndall, there’s bit a whole lot a smoochin’ goin’ on.
Deb’s entry gave quite a few good tips on writing a great kissing scene
or Denise Hunter’s list
Other great posts were from authors with a laugh in their writing voices like Cathy Marie Hake, Siri Mitchell, Deeanne Gist, Kaye Dacus,, and Mary Connealy
Drama queens that hike up the romantic tension like Julie Lessman, Denise Hunter, Deb Raney, MaryLu Tyndall, Liz Curtis Higgs, Ruth Axtell Morren, Robin Lee Hatcher, and Jamie Carie
sweet, sweep-you-off-your feet romances from Missy Tippens, Janet Dean, Myra Johnson
Newbies like Melanie Dickerson, Erica Vetsche, and Audra Harders
It’s been such a great month. Now, for the TOP TWO ELEMENTS that make a Kiss to Build a SCENE On?
No surprise there.
Top Bible book to read for great romantic ideas – Song of Solomon (whew, heated kisses too)
Two most commented kissing quote –
Any man who can drive safely while kissing a pretty girl is simply not giving the kiss the attention it deserves.
“No, I don’t think I will kiss you, although you need kissing, badly. That’s what’s wrong with you. You should be kissed and often, and by someone who knows how.” – Rhett Butler
One lucky commenter today will win a book bundle – Karen Kingsbury, Janet Dean, and Deb Raney. So make sure you leave your email address.
Okay, so I’ll leave you with one last scene from my historical WWI The Thornbearer. It’s a BRAND NEW scene, just finished writing it, so it may come out a bit rough – but I hope you enjoy.
Setup – Sam had heard that Ashleigh was on the point of death, and the last time he’d spoken to her, he’d told her he’d never forgive her for deceiving him. But the trenches of WWI and the realization of his own feelings changes his choice . Now he sees her for the first time after months of hurt and anger, after fearing he’d lost her, and he’s thrilled.
He had to touch her, hold her, make sure she wasn’t some ghost to torment his heart. His feet glided across the dewy morning ground, until he seized her immobile form and breathed a sigh against her neck. She was alive. Alive and right here in his arms.
He kissed her anywhere his mouth touched – her violet scented hair, the soft curls at her temples, her cheeks, salty with the taste of her tears. He was hungry, no starving for her. Like a man in the desert who’d almost forgotten the taste of water until one drink reminds him of its’ coolness and then… one sip isn’t enough. No one else could satisfy him. Her skin beneath his lips, her body against his, soothed the ache he’d built up at the thought of losing her, and ignited a swelling fire. Ashleigh. His Ashleigh.
He couldn’t get enough of her. One hand dug through her hair, cupping the back of her head, while the other tugged her deeper into his embrace. He drank in her scent and left a trail of kisses across her jawline to her ear, warming when her voice broke through the silence with a gentle moan.
Her fingers touched him, cool and trembling against his cheeks and her lips opened for his- apparently as thirsty. She moved closer, deepening the kiss. This was home. Right here with her. Why had God been so good to him? He’d almost lost her? Almost allowed his foolish pride, his unforgiveness, to deprive him of this? Of her.
He kissed her until her sobs melted into raspy breaths that matched his, until her hands became entangled in his curls and her smile spread against his lips. He kissed her until he couldn’t get any closer and still be respectable.
There you have it. Many blessings on your writing – and I hope you also get plenty of real-life experience with those smooches.
In the middle of March, I’ll begin a new series entitled: I NEED A HERO
Stop by to discuss what makes a great hero and learn what some of your favorite authors top picks are.