Sneak Peak #3

The following is probably one of the shorter scenes in my novel. It was originally placed at the end of the previous scene (see Sneak Peak #2)...but then I learned the rule about avoiding "head hopping" (i.e., switching from one character's thoughts to another's) within the same scene. I violated that rule quite frequently in The Rise of Fallon, but I haven't received any negative feedback regarding that (at least not yet)...so I like to tell myself it must not have been that bad.

Since my novels intertwine so many different subplots/characters, I must admit I found it difficult at times to adhere to the rule against head hopping in my sequel...but I think I managed (for the most part).

Here goes the latest in my not-yet-edited sequel:

Selma awoke the next morning to find her pillow soaked with a mixture of tears and honey wine, her head pounding. She stared blankly at the empty wine bottle, trying to recall the events of the previous night, but she could only recall the words of Lord Cephas.

New tears erupted from her bloodshot eyes as her thoughts drifted to Wendell. Her brother – her forever protector, her last living relative – was dead. And now she was alone in this world. And what a cruel world it was.