SYTYCW: The First Page

Four days in to my romance novel writing extravaganza, I have a little over 7,000 words written (not all of them good). Two days into this bit of insanity, I sent my first page off for consideration in the “First Page Challenge,” where So You Think You Can Write editors critiqued a random assortment of entries.

Mine wasn’t chosen. Which is okay, because, well, that’s scary.

But since I was ready to commit it to the public viewing space I decided to post it here. Like it or not, I’m taking you all on this writing adventure with me!

So here we go. The first page of Winner Takes All, by yours truly.

 

Her little red dress had seemed far too revealing when she put it on, but now that she was face-to-face with her competition, Becky worried she hadn’t gone far enough.

From where she stood in the hotel’s white marble hallway, staring through the open ballroom doors at the party swirling inside, the women looked more like Victoria’s Secret runway models than the advertising executives she knew they were.

Becky reached into the ridiculously small clutch currently masquerading as a purse and pulled out her phone.

“Standing outside party. Can’t make myself go in. Help!!!” she texted.

Seconds later, her phone pinged.

“Get your butt moving, girlie! Mr. One Night Stand isn’t going to fall in your lap!”

“Can’t. The people in that room are scary,” she fired back.

“Just picture them standing in their underwear…then stalk the guy that makes you drool.”

Becky giggled, then slid the phone back into her purse.

“Right. Underwear,” she said to herself. “Must picture delicious looking men in underwear. I can do that.”

She jumped as a masculine voice sounded from behind her.

“Well, if you’re looking for volunteers, I happen to be wearing what I feel is a rather good looking undergarment.”

“What?” she yelped, whirling to face the interloper. Then her heart stopped. The man smirking at her was the living, breathing definition of delicious, from the tips of his artfully rumpled black hair to the toes of his polished leather shoes.

What do you think?

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