Fresh Cut – Darkness at Dawn

I’m trying out a new idea. I’m calling it “Fresh Cuts” and they will be brief peeks into something I’m working on at the moment. The Fresh Cut for this month is from my new horror/romance “Darkness at Dawn”. This is what came out when I first sat down to write the story. This Fresh Cut is:

 

* UNEDITED – truly hot off the press!

 

*Contains STRONG LANGUAGE

 

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A Little Break

Durning January, when I wasn’t being lazy, I was editing Crossbreed. I decided to split it into two books. It’s just way too big. But now I’m done with a second draft, and I’m looking for people to crit. My writing group is getting the first part of the first chapter. Should be interesting to see what they think — it’s a diverse group.

Ah, December

The snow is falling, Christmas is coming, and I’m sitting on my ass. 🙂

I found out last year that taking the month after NaNoWriMo off is a good idea. After that very intense period of writing, I need to relax. I will pick up writing again in January, or at least editing. Because I have A LOT of editing to do.  I now have five novels that need a second draft. Six, really, because Crossbreed is so massive I need to split it into two novels.

I’m also trying to find a story I can post as a “freebie” on this site.

!!WIN!!

50,140 words and that means I WIN NaNoWriMo for the second year!

*Happy Dance*

I got to 50K at a write in at the Loft tonight and got a nice round of applause.

There’s still some tying up at the end stuff, so I’ll keep writing until the end of the month like I did last year.

Enter Tenai

The other main character of my novel. He’s doing his best to take over it.

(Please note: This is fresh from NaNoWriMo and is UNEDITED)

The young man, not much more than a boy, walked down the main street of the village. Behind him, everything was in flames. Ahead of him, people fled, some of them screaming. At each house and building he came to, the young man raised his arms and shot flames out, standing in front of it until the structure was engulfed. Then he moved on to the next one. He gave almost no thought to the possibility of people still being inside the buildings. The smart ones had already fled. When he came across a man he recognized as one who had been at his house that night, he burned him as well.

 

Tenai hadn’t come across any in the last several minutes. The men had run much faster than the women and children.

 

A stumbling, crying woman clutched her child’s hand as she ran across Tenai’s path. She tripped, over something in the street or over her own two feet. As she struggled to rise, she turned to shield her child from Tenai’s approach. “Please …” she begged when Tenai was only a few feet away. For a moment, the rage in his eyes faltered. He made a wide circle around the pair, leaving them clutching each other in the dusty road.

 

The rage rose back up in him, like fire caught on a fresh log. This village would burn. By tomorrow it would be nothing but charred timbers and ash. And the men that had fled wouldn’t get far. Tenai would follow them, to the ends of the earth if he needed to. Every last one of them would die.

A Second Round of the Insanity

For the second year, I will be joining in the insanity known as National Novel Writing Month. I will likely be crying by this point next week, but I’m sure it will all be worth it in the end. Last year’s effort produced Shattered, which I am still in love with. Despite being written at a ridiculous pace, it really doesn’t need that much work, aside from adding in things I skipped in the interest of time.

This year’s idea is roughly titled Reap & Burn.  All my ideas might go out the window once I start, but for now it’s about Zane, the half-mortal son of Death, looking for his father, who has mysteriously disappeared. On the way he has a few run-ins with Tenai, a half-demon teenager burning down villages in a revenge quest.

Right now, Tenai has a better developed character arch (within the loose ideas I’ve got floating around) and I hope I can manage to keep Zane’s part of the story as interesting. We’ll see. I’m going at this with much less of a plot idea than last year, but I’m looking at that as part of the fun.