Victor laid his right hand against her cheek, a caress as gentle as a lover’s. Her breath came faster. “Claire,” he whispered. Her stomach flipped over. Victor’s nostrils flared as he took in a deep breath. “You’re scared.” To check … Continue reading →
Darkness at Dawn came out just over a year ago so I thought I’d share a little snippet this week: She let go of him and lay down, smiling that dangerous smile of hers. “I didn’t think you’d make it … Continue reading →
Nightfall. He felt it singing in his bones, dancing in his blood. Victor closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Even two floors underground he knew exactly when the last of the light faded from the sky. It was … Continue reading →
“Were you always this full of yourself, or did the vaccine make it worse?” He laughed and dropped his arms. “I decided I didn’t like smelling your fear. It was making me edgy.” “What?” “I like you better angry.” For … Continue reading →
And by “composing” I mean making up songs and writing down the lyrics. I can’t even read music, let alone write it. I’ve been writing songs for Don Juan Triumphant which is the opera Erik is writing throughout Erik’s Tale. … Continue reading →
This week, I’m sharing a brand new story Taming the Darkness, which is a sequel of sorts to Darkness at Dawn. (Same world, different characters) “They think you won’t survive?” That wasn’t very encouraging for her own odds of survival. … Continue reading →
So it’s June, which means the year is about half over. So far I’ve: Written 61,176 words Did a first pass edit on Through the Fire and Emma and the Air Pirates and sent both to beta readers Did a … Continue reading →
Since there’s no official Six Sentence Sunday this week (they’re moving the site) I thought I’d take the opportunity to totally break the rules and post way more than six sentences. So here’s a much longer excerpt of Erik’s Tale: … Continue reading →
“Pity!” He overturned a table. “And she kisses him,” he yelled as he threw a porcelain swan at the wall. Erik flung off his hat and peeled the mask from his face. He stared at the mask for a moment, … Continue reading →
This is a bit later. After dancing with Erik, Christine meets up with Raoul. They go up to the roof of the Opera House to be alone, but Erik is watching: “And what are you thinking of now?” “How very … Continue reading →