Today I'm featuring The Envoy - my July release from Lyrical Press. (okay it's technically 3 but the last two are only a sentence each)
As Diana’s footsteps faded, Francisco examined the three males in front of him. Long
suppressed training instinctively took over far more easily than he was comfortable with. Their
attire of baggy hoodies and low riding pants could hide a multitude of weapons. The confident
swagger each thug exhibited as they moved to surround him indicated they didn’t think him a threat. He easily picked out the leader by the not so subtle hand signals the man was giving his companions and stepped toward him. Mentally, he quickly identified the three as Boss, Righty and Lefty.
“You shouldn’t have interfered, man,” Boss growled. “Now we’re gonna have ta mess you
up.”
Francisco spread his arms, elbows slightly bent and palms up. “You are welcome to try.”
Showing posts with label 2 for Tuesday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 2 for Tuesday. Show all posts
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
It's Tuesday
And next week I'm back in classes. Looking forward to the classes. Not looking forward to the getting up at 6 AM! But such is life as a college student.
I'm going to start trying something today. 2 for Tuesday. Meaning I'll post 2 paragraphs from a published book of mine OR from a work in progress (WIP). Hopefully it will catch on, but you never know. So here's my 2 for Tuesday from my WIP. From the bad guy:
Light clicked on in the windowless room, the scrape of a chair against cement echoed off the cement walls. Sliding into the chair he fingered the lock of brown hair trimmed from the woman’s hair. Kristin Morgan. Hope. The fourth on his list. Long fingers unscrewed the cap from the bottle of India ink that held the requisite amount of his blood. Carefully he dipped the nib into it then tapped the excess while pulling the note from its protective sleeve. He made certain his hands were steady before bringing the pen over the precious list. The scrape of pen against paper sounded loud in the barely lit room as he scratched through it. He sighed feeling complete.
The police had assigned their best to the case. It would make the challenge better. Make him more worthy to receive the power that waited once he completed his tasks.
I'm going to start trying something today. 2 for Tuesday. Meaning I'll post 2 paragraphs from a published book of mine OR from a work in progress (WIP). Hopefully it will catch on, but you never know. So here's my 2 for Tuesday from my WIP. From the bad guy:
Light clicked on in the windowless room, the scrape of a chair against cement echoed off the cement walls. Sliding into the chair he fingered the lock of brown hair trimmed from the woman’s hair. Kristin Morgan. Hope. The fourth on his list. Long fingers unscrewed the cap from the bottle of India ink that held the requisite amount of his blood. Carefully he dipped the nib into it then tapped the excess while pulling the note from its protective sleeve. He made certain his hands were steady before bringing the pen over the precious list. The scrape of pen against paper sounded loud in the barely lit room as he scratched through it. He sighed feeling complete.
The police had assigned their best to the case. It would make the challenge better. Make him more worthy to receive the power that waited once he completed his tasks.
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