I have a couple of writer friends who participate in Six Sentence Sunday, a writing exercise to stretch the writer's brain and tease the reader's eyes. I have decided from time to time I will participate when possible. I have taken the first few sentences from my forthcoming novel, When Love Calls Your Name, and edited them into the requisite six. I hope you enjoy it.
Chaos theory states that something as inconsequential as a butterfly flapping its wing in South America could ultimately cause large-scale events, possibly even a hurricane in China.
I had heard of the so-called Butterfly Effect; Ray Bradbury described it in A Sound of Thunder, and Ashton Kutcher even starred in a movie entitled The Butterfly Effect yet I never expected to experience it myself.My “butterfly” arrived in the form of an envelope from the Superior Court telling me I had been assigned to the courthouse in San Fernando, about 25 minutes from my home in Lake Balboa, a small community in the San Fernando Valley, north of downtown Los Angeles. However much I disliked jury duty, I was resigned to my fate, and had postponed the inevitable until winter recess from school and now I had to serve. I called in to register like a good boy, and then waited until the day I had to call in to see if I needed to report. Damn, I did have to go in on Monday.